Insya Novelas e Histórias

he cried out He fell to the ground whispering to himself "Babe! Babe!” “ I’m over here Lyon.” A voice whispered from behind, he instantly turned back but there was no one "Lyon I’m here" he heard the voice whisper again “Lyon I’m back from the grocery store, come help me with the bags" his mom’s voice whispered "Lyon, are we gonna play cricket today or you have made some plans with your friend” his dad whispered to his ears "He always does that, if you haven’t made any plans with your friends that day we might have been alive” his mom whispered to his ears

Eli held his hands up in the air and said, "Fine, fine, take away all the fun of letting your big brother have a peak of whatever delicious little creature you have down there." Eli sniffed the air. Whoever she was, she smelt fantastic. He had never smelt something so good before. The air smelled of sea salt and coconuts, like he just took a tropical trip to a far away island. His wolf stirred and didn't want to leave, but Eli needed to give his brother some space to finish up. He would get a chance to meet his little brother's new play thing eventually. Ethan never was serious with whoever he dated because he knew he would end up like Eli, having to choose a mate based on his parents' picki

She tried to sit up, but Seraphine pinned her with a single, commanding gaze. "Remember this feeling," Seraphine said. "Power. Pleasure. They are the same, if you let them be." The dream began to fade, the flames dissolving into mist. Luna fought to hold onto it, but Seraphine's parting words echoed: "Come find me when you're ready to burn for real." --- Luna jolted awake, drenched in sweat, her body still trembling. The room was dark, save for the silver light of the moon spilling through the window. Her sheets were tangled, her thighs slick with evidence of her dream.

He waved it under my nose. I smelled copper and frost and something wild, like a forest at the edge of winter. It was Rhydian's scent, concentrated. It made my heart jump, but not from instinct. From memory. From fear. "Interesting. You recognize it, but there's no physiological response. No elevated heart rate. No pupil dilation. It's just... data to you." He made a note. "Now. For the true test." He nodded to his assistant. "Bring in Subject Gamma."