Hea Trope Novels & Stories

“You intrigue me, Alanis Roswell. This virginal, can't-touch-me air is very sexy, do you know that?” “No…” Her cheeks were burning now but she kept her eyes fixed on his, trying to convince herself not to faint before his hypnotic gaze. 'This virginal, can't-touch-me air.' What would Brody do if he knew she was in actual fact still a virgin? Laugh his head off, no doubt. “No, I don't think you really do…” He looked at her for one more moment before he indicated the cabinet. “Lemonade, iced orange, lemon, and lime…?”

Sophie throwing a temper tantrum was not a good enough reason for us to interfere. Heather stood at her full height, which, with the flat sandals she was wearing, didn’t bring her anywhere close to Sophie’s height. She squared her shoulders. Looked Sophie straight in the eye and said, “Just because you decided to be a slut and open your legs for anything with a dick does not make me a tease. Every guy who has ever shown an interest in me has been told up front that I’m waiting for my mate. If they can’t deal with that, then they are free to do what they want. Keegan and I are not exclusive. If he wants to go around, fucking every female or male for all I care, that is up to him, because he k

Jess just stood there as if her legs didn't work as the stranger reached out and smelt her hair. "Hey! What the hell are you doing you CREEP!" Jackie yelled as she ran over. "Let's go Jess." Jackie pulled her by the arm and they rushed for the door. Jess could hear the guy talking to himself as he watched them leave, "Such a pretty girl, I'm gonna getcha pretty girl." Jess noticed that he was missing a few teeth when he smiled at her through the storefront window. "What a creep, what the hell was wrong with that guy? He was probably some kind of pedophile. Why did you even let him close enough to touch you?" Jackie went on rambling as Jess sat in silence.

My body feels stiff, uncomfortable. Theo slides one of the earpieces of the headphones into his ear, leaning his head toward me and handing me the other. I take it, leaning in a little so it can reach my ear, too. He swipes a few times on his phone, hits play, and I hear the first few bars of ‘Hey Jude’ by the Beatles. My eyebrows shoot up and I peer over at him. “The Beatles?” Definitely not what I expected. He throws a thumb in my direction. “Your shirt today.”

Dragging on like this was not a solution. Caelan made a decisive move and promptly ushered everyone else out of the private room, asking them to wait outside. He then dialed Asher's older brother, Charles Montgo. When Charles arrived, Asher was covered in sweat, his body curled up, his clothes nearly torn off, and his hands continuously scratching his skin, leaving red marks. And down there, it had swelled and turned slightly purple. Charles knew all too well that there was usually no antidote for these kinds of aphrodisiacs used in such places. The only solution at hand was to find a woman for Asher to release his desires.