Husky #bluey

Victor murmured 'Happy Birthday Misha' as he fed me a small piece of cake. Wait! Why was he sounding so husky all of a sudden? Stop it! As usual, I was imagining things. I shook my head as I sliced a piece of cake with cherry and tried to feed him. But the icing was soft, and the cake began to slip away from my fingers. Victor grabbed my hand...(Oh my! I will remember this day forever!)... Closed his mouth around the cake and my fingers! And a hot rush which started somewhere in my core began to spread inside with lightning speed and I felt my cheeks burn. His mouth was so warm and his lips, they were everything I imagined them to be, and more. My lips parted as I watched him close his eyes and lick my fingers. There was something so sensual and possessive about it that I began to wonder the same thing all over again. Does Mr Popular and youngest pilot from his academy, Victor Matthews finally got a clue that I have been secretly in love with him all these years?

WARNING…Mature Contents !! ****Synopsis*** “You’re mine Emery!” His deep husky voice fanned my ear as the hair in my body stood up in acknowledgment. Only he can make me feel this way, only him can claim me this way but he’s a monster, a big bad monster. “I’m not letting go of you” **** Emery Callus, the popular girl in pack with no wolf and mate. Her main aim was seeking for a mate and not her wolf. Until her twin sister got her’s making her lose hope in it all. But the unexpected happened, when she thought she wouldn’t have one unknowingly to her that the moon goddess paired her with the big bad wolf that she hates and scared of, would she reject him after finally finding her mate after 21yrs or would she force herself to accept him. And a prophecy…a prophecy that was pronounced years ago….a prophecy that everyone seems to have long forgotten will resurface it’s self again threatening Emery’s life forcing the deep revelation. Are you as curious as I am?…then follow me as we go on this bumpy ride lovelies….

"I will help you get your revenge, Ashley, but on one condition... Let's get married," My jaw dropped when Asher looked me in the eyes and said those words to me. How could he ask me to marry him? "You are my husband's brother, Asher..." "Your soon-to-be ex husband. You two are going to get a divorce soon. He treated you like a piece of trash, and you want nothing but to get your revenge. Don't you think I'm the best tool you can use?" My heart raced as his hand crawled up my bare thigh while pinning me to the wall, his face nuzzled in my neck as he teased the nape of my neck, sending this weird feeling through my body. "I'm willing to be your tool of vengeance, Ashley," His husky voice made my heart flutter as his breath fanned my ear, biting my earlobe after. "What do you want in return?" I managed to ask him, but his reply made me freeze on the spot. "Be my sex toy, Ashley,"

My loud, harsh breaths reverberated in the four walls of his cabin. I didn't realize when he locked me up here and pushed me too far from the door, blocking all my ways of escape. "M-Mr. S-Scott, please, what are you doing?" Cold shivers ran down my spine as I watched the man with horror-filled eyes who was advancing towards me with slow, dangerous steps. A sickening smile marred his lips as he silently relished my helplessness while uncuffing his sleeves. My fear skyrocketed. His husky chuckles ensued, churning my stomach as his shameless gaze lingered on my chest, making me quickly bring my arms to the front. "Something that I should have done before, Cupcake." He drawled out, leaving me shocked to the bone. That endearment. Travis? Dive into the dark and dangerous world of Travis Scott, a man who dupes people with his breathtaking charms and kind personality while confining his demons only to unleash them once he captures the angel he's been looking for years.

In a tale woven with both love and obsession, Adele Romero believed she had mended her shattered heart when she delivered a flower to the grand mansion. Little did she realize that her actions had already captured his attention. He was known as the mysterious figure, harboring a dark obsession that consumed him completely. The lingering desires from their shared past and the chance at redemption compelled him to entrap her in his grasp. This time, he was ready to script their story with spilled blood and possessive intent, and she remained oblivious to his true identity. "Have you ever felt the touch of a rose?" he whispered, his silhouette looming before her. "Yes," she replied, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Each petal holds its own unique allure, painted with shades that evoke fascination. And when you press it against your lips, it imparts a magnificent sensation," his voice husky and laden with desire. In that sacred moment, she felt his lips graze her skin. "You, Adele, are like a rose." "And I yearn to crush this rose beneath the weight of my insatiable craving."

"Don't wear a white colour dress and please don't let your hair open. I would appreciate it if you never use this pink shade lipstick" he said in a full serious yet husky tone that surely gives chillness to her spine. She never gets intimidated by anyone like this. Who the hell he is? She battled her eyes and looked to meet his brownies. She took the courage to ask him "why?" He smirked at her flustered face and bends to her height. She took steps back and hits the wall behind. "Because. I can't stop myself from kissing you" he said while the train just went away along with Clara who stood there paralyzed hearing Alex's words. Did he just propose to her? ###### Clara looked at the frame which they clicked before. A lone tear escaped her eyes. Will she be able to forget everything and move on?  Alex regretted the moment he fell for that girl. He doesn't want to remember anything related to her. But is it even easy?  Both looked at the stars and wished to forget everything, 

Stephanie's voice trembled as she took a hesitant step backward, "But you have a fiancée," she stammered, shaken by the unexpected turn of events. "I couldn't resist," Paul Costa replied in a husky tone, his own steps closing the distance between them. "But..." Stephanie tried to protest, but he silenced her with a gentle yet firm answer, "Shhh. No buts. I want you, and I will have you," he whispered, sending thrilling shivers down her spine. A single night of passion with her boss, Paul Costa, takes an unforeseen twist when Stephanie discovers she's carrying his child. Paul, the CEO of a corporate giant, is on the brink of marrying an heiress from another influential conglomerate, destined to become "Mrs. Costa." However, fate has a different plan, as he finds himself falling deeply in love with Stephanie, a love he cannot openly embrace due to societal expectations and traditions. Their budding romance faces the harsh realities of tradition and social norms, and they must face a world filled with lies, deceit, and betrayals. A dangerous secret lurks, threatening to destroy everything they hold dear

I was Alpha Damian Jones' fated mate. At the mating ceremony, he had made a Blood Moon vow in front of my pack. He had claimed that I, Eva Lopez, would be his one and only Luna in this lifetime. It had been the happiest moment in my life. Seven years had passed since then, and yet I was still a virgin—an untouched Luna who had yet to be marked by her Alpha. Still, I was willing to live my life like this. But not long ago, Damian returned from the battlefield with a she-wolf by his side. She was Chloe Lane, the daughter of the Bloodfang pack's Alpha. He told me that she was here as a guest and that I should take good care of her. I treated Chloe like a little sister of mine and took great care of her. That was, until I decided to visit her with a glass of warm milk one night. When I reached her room, I heard suppressed, breathless moans coming from inside the room. Next, I heard Damian's husky voice. "Why are you crying?" he asked. "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

"Zach what are you doing..." I moaned looking at the sexy hunk unable to resist him, "What do you think Laura?.." he replied, his voice husky as he looked at me with lustful eyes "We are...siblings..." I said and he grunted holding my slim waist and drawing me closer "We shouldn't be doing this..." I moaned again at his touch and he connected our lips savoring my mouth and smirking "Yes...we shouldn't.." he said unddressing me, his firm hand caressing my chest and breast before guiding one to his mouth "But I don't think you want me to stop do you?..." he asked pulling me down onto the bed "But I have a boyfriend..." I said and he chuckled "More fun" he said and bend down to my exposed pussy licking my cunt "You taste so good..." he moaned and I gave in to the sexy devil incarnate of a brother that kept tormenting me. [This is a story between a powerful beautiful and sexy young lady and her hot, mysterious and evil brother's irresistible desire and want, Enjoy]

“You think you can run away from me?” he scowled, giving me a death-stare which made me petrified to face my consequences of trying to liberate myself from him. My heart was about to burst from the terror as my soul gave up on me. “Please.. Let me go..” I whispered, crawling back. He moved to my ears and whispered in his deep husky voice, submerging me in dread, “Letting you go was never an option.” *** A human mate. Humans... Creatures he despises at the bottom of his heart. Something he deeply wishes he never has in his life but who can twist fate? He has to face the inevitable reality of having a human mate. With that intense hate for humans, he was destined with one. He can't reject her for the sake of his pack but he can't accept her either. Struck between these two dilemmas, he's obstructed. But, Will his resentment let him attain salvation? Because he never knew his devastation would turn into something memorable, a feeble emotion of love he never wanted to accept; leading him to the labyrinth of darkness and regrets.