Heat Prequel Novels & Stories

Aurelia My whole body went ablaze from just reading his dirty text. Heat surged through me like wildfire, pooling low between my thighs. Wetness trickled down, soaking the thin lace of my panties. My nipples hardened instantly, straining against the sheer fabric of the dress. They turned into visible, aching peaks that rubbed with every shallow breath I took. I tried, God, I tried not to let my mind wander, not to picture him actually doing it. Pushing me down on these grand marble stairs in front of everyone, spreading my thighs wide, burying his face between them and devouring me like I was his last meal.

He slid into the driver’s seat, gripping the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. The mansion loomed in his mind—his childhood home, now hers . Was she there right now? Was she in his father’s bed, warming it up, wearing his father’s ring, his father's big shirt, playing the perfect wife? The thought made him want to punch something. His phone buzzed in his pocket. Margaret again. He didn’t even bother to check the message. He wasn't in the mood for any shits right now.

I woke up the next morning with my skin still feeling sensitized, the ghost of Chase’s grip lingering on my hips and the scent of him clinging to my sheets. For a while, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, wondering if I had just signed away my entire life for a bonus and a bit of adrenaline. I had called him a predator, and he had leaned into it, but there was something in the way he had looked at me before I left the office—something that didn't feel like a game.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she gently rubs her growing stomach which seemed invisible until she turns slightly to the side as a smile graced her face. “Hello, mommy’s baby, wait until daddy sees you, I love you so much.” TO BE CONTINUED… P.S. Sorry for the short chapter guys, currently working on the next as you read. Heat Vol 2. Is meant to finish this month, so expect frequent chapters, and all those who are back to school, hope you enjoy it and that all goes well with your education ;)

he asked, already looking forward to sinking his cock into her in the morning. "Yes," she breathed, her hopes for the morning the same as his. END.... New Story from Next Chapter...

For a moment, she had forgotten about her worries and all the fights and drama that comes with being the luna queen, the only thing she cared about was the man that had his lips on hers and that was all she needed. They pulled away for air and Dwayne left the room to get the doctor while Daphne went back unto the bad as the thoughts of her missing heat came running back through her mind. How could she miss her heat? Was she doing this whole ‘mate’ thing wrong? Was the pre-heat a false alarm? It could not be! It was not possible! There was proof, solid evidence that it was her pre-heat that came yesterday. How could not be? With a sigh, she picked up the newspaper that lay on the bedside tabl

It was a room with dim lighting as the sun was already setting and the window put an orange light on them and filled that room with a warm and cozy vibe. “What is Verona’s secret?” Siana continued as she pulled her legs to her stomach. She was staring outside the window, her eyes focused on that black dog playing in the street. “Uh…yeah about that. I dug into her background a lot and well all these years she has been talking to that Chloe and Lilia. She comes from a rich family…like crazy rich but somehow they don’t ever come upfront and interact properly, only through messages or calls.” Elijah paused to look at Siana’s reactions but she was blank and still stared in the same direction. It

She’ll die. “Maybe my type is changing.” I pull out onto the main road and head to Danny’s apartment. “I know what happened.” She pauses for dramatic effect. “Hell froze over.” She rests her head back against the seat. “Earth, as we know it, will never be the same. I looked forward to being warm in hell, not cold, so I guess I need to straighten myself out and look upward.”

My heart is doing double-time and a knot is growing in the pit of my stomach. "Yeh, he's about the nicest piece of man meat in these parts. Makes a woman stupid just lookin' at all those hot muscles. I've had my eye on him for a while now. Killed the man who killed his wife, stabbed him to death. Did his time and has been running with the Crows since. He didn't like the bullshit your daddy did with the club. That was sure as shit just from lookin' in his eyes. That man carries a lot of anger, reminds me of you sometimes. I'm telling ya, the club can only go up with him as prez." She gives a throaty laugh. "I need to go. I just wanted you to know that your old man is no longer breathin' air.

“But right now, the gallery is fully booked. If you had brought this to me a week ago, I would have agreed without hesitation.” A lump formed in my throat. A week ago? If only I had known. If only I had acted faster, moved quicker, been one step ahead instead of drowning in my own hesitation. Delaware exhaled, leaning back slightly as if trying to soften the blow. “At the moment, Hillman has booked a three-week convention to showcase the missing pieces of Hilther—treasures from the ancient times. We’re swamped, Darla.” Hillman. Of course.