Novel & Cerita Hot Among Us

CHAPTER TWENTY: FAKE PROMISES, FLAMING HOT WINGS CAMILLE ——— “I cannot believe you let him put his filthy hands on you.” Zoey clicked her tongue, shaking her head as she tore into a flaming hot wing like it had personally wronged her. Apparently, she’d swung by the same restaurant I’d been craving wings from earlier, on her way to the hospital, knowing how much I loved those flaming hot wings. Only to walk in on the whole messy Mason situation, and then going full action-hero-meets-wildcat mode on him. Hair grabbing. Groin kicking. She even bit him on the arm.

"I'm becoming suspicious that the reason you hate Ryan so much is because you both once liked the same woman and the winner was Ryan." Drake's eyes immediately glared at Karin. “What an inaccurate analysis! I've never liked the same woman as Ryan our tastes are different! What you are alleging is ridiculous.” “Why are you standing in my room? Are you watching me sleep?” Karin asked fiercely. Derek walked towards the sofa in the room. "Of course, to keep an eye on you in case you scream hysterically in your sleep. And need my help to make you aware of doing something stupid!"

It doesn’t help I have been under a freaking dry spell lately. I receive a notification from Jacob. It’s a selfie. He is looking dashing with glee in his eyes. There is a bonfire going behind him and there are lots of people. I am lost on phone I do not realize I am standing in a dark, occupied room. “Join us!” a guy yells at me. I turn my head to see a threesome going on and I rush out of that room, too. “Lock the Goddamn door!” I yell back and they chuckle at me.

In an instant, the entire mansion quickly became busy, and various phone calls came in and out. On the other hand, Robbie sat limply on the sofa with his eyes wide open. He was staring straight at the hot search topics, and every topic was labeled ‘hot’. Ten minutes passed. Not only did the hot searches not drop, but they were getting more and more popular! Leo reappeared at the door, his eyes blank. He felt like he was sobbing without tears. “Mr. James, it’s over. We… We can’t drop them! There are too many people. More than 100 big accounts, hundreds of millions of fans!”

Assertive aka Conrad. They were all hot, and definitely would be in the top 5 of the hottest celebrities of our werewolf's realm. Any woman would feel blessed and easily turn on by their sinful looks. However, to feel turned on and blessed by their presence is not how I feel right now. I wanted to choke, punch and kick their asses.

Chapter 3 Chapter Three: The Heat Between Us Eva’s POV The fire had long since burned down. But the heat remained. Not from the room nor the fur pelts that tangled beneath my bare skin. Not even from Kael’s body that was half-curled around mine like a living wall of molten steel. The warmth that pulsed inside me now came from somewhere deeper. A place I never knew existed not until now. I stared up at the ceiling, my fingers tracing a faded knot in the wooden beam above me. Outside, the rhythm of distant drums had quieted. The sounds of celebration had faded into silence.

I need Alpha Trevor. Oh, goddess. I'm… in heat?

When she did, his tongue swept in, hot and wet and demanding, licking every bit of sensitive flesh and coaxing her own tongue to dance with his. Heat flash through her, tightening her nipples and making the pulse in her sex throb like a bass drum. It pounded through her blood stream, so hard she was sure Matt could feel it vibrate in her body. His own body heat was surging into hers, eating her blood, and even through the layers of their clothing she could feel the hard, swollen thickness of his cock.

"Please call in the day. I wouldn't like to present a thesis statement just to explain why a male is calling my phone" "Oh. I certainly do understand", he responded in a reassuring tone. "Would it be better if you call when you have feedback? Just so I can keep you safe and away from trouble". Few moments of silence and it seems she was weighing her odds. "I will dial your number , then you could just save same". "Perfect!" She blurred from her engrossed thoughts. "Calling now. Kindly check your phone ma'am" Amy reached for her black Hermes bag as she carefully took out the phone in it. "Seen. That ends with 457?"

Dax The kickass look in her eyes makes my dick hard. The burn of desire is gone and now she burns with hatred. And all that hatred centers on me. I know exactly where she gets her temper. Fox was like that too. Hot and cold. Warm never worked into the equation for him. I guess I’m convinced she’s who she says she is. Why the hell would a Hispanic woman show up at this club? There’s not exactly a welcome mat out front for anyone with dark skin. Claiming to be his daughter is too crazy not to be true.