Iris West Hot Novels & Stories

She seethes with a glare directed to me. "Iris has nothing to do with this, Natasha." Luke scolds her, his voice raising to a notch. He moves to me and asks me if I'm okay, still in a daze I nod my head absent-mindedly, I try to talk to her again but she cuts me off, her glare flickering from Luke to me. "All you do is ruin things. I really hope you're fucking happy, Iris." With that she storms off, right after Luke walks away.

“There has not been any earth tremor for days now, has Ryder completed the sacrifice?” General Mavrek asked Iris as she crashed into a chair in his tent, gulping down cup after cup of water. A day’s journey in the cold and snow-covered land had nothing on her, as her body could withstand some levels of extreme temperatures, but her body could not go on without water. She had not thought of that really.

Iris’s face was a perfect vision. Filled with marvel and excitement. She was grinning from ear to ear. “Wait until you see inside this place, it is great” I take her hand and we head on in. The waitress at the door leads us to a booth where Rae and Will are sat waiting. “Wow Iris you look amazing!” Rae gives Iris a hug and Azell smirks *hottest woman in here I think you’ll find* ‘Damn straight she is. Fun times ahead Azell that’s for sure’

Strangely, he seemed in no hurry to reach anywhere. “So, was it worth the effort?” He smiled as he waited for her excited reply. Iris opened her eyes and gazed at the high-desert landscape and stunning mountain vistas all around her. The sun was about to set, casting a reddish hue across the sky. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. “Yes, totally! I’ve never been to a place as beautiful as this!” She couldn’t tear her gaze away as she watched the sun set.

There was peace where it was harder for eyes to pry, and nature had full reign. "Do you think this is where their pack members are disappearing?" Iris spoke up as she rolled down her window. I glanced back at her; her plum wig fluttered in the breeze, exposing where Kroll had sliced her ear off. She was so strong and so beautiful. I hoped that this trip did her good.

She does not want to force Roseanne because the Heat is going to torment the poor soul anyway. “Today is the first day and the first wave has passed,” Iriana states in a flat tone. “You might feel the Heat again at night. It will be mild but I don’t know if you’ll be able to tolerate it. Tomorrow, you’ll get a full blast around mid-day and another one at night again. On the third day, however, you might end up attacking someone if your body doesn’t get its urges satisfied. You might even die out of the immense heat.”

Hot! Hot! Why was she feeling so hot all of a sudden? Ria blinked rapidly but her eyelids felt too heavy to stay open, there was no way she was drunk, the only thing she drank was the orange juice which Nathan had given her. He wouldn't... he couldn't have put anything in it. That was impossible. Nathan was her fiancee, he wouldn't hurt her. She leaned against the cold restroom walls, her breath were getting shallow and a wave of heat surged through her body, her mind in disarray— a thousand thoughts crashing into each other.

It was a weekly ritual and always made her feel better. Iris arrived at the hot spring before undressing and jumping in. Midnight walked into the forest to go play around. Midnight was also the look out if anyone or anything were to come that way. Iris shudders as if something is watching her. She sinks lower into the water and covers herself. The water is a fairly see-through turquoise color. She sees midnight prancing around the forest. “Maybe I’m just overthinking it?” she thinks. Midnight would alert me she sighs with that thought. Iris casts a small spell to make the water dance.

Every time we hit a pothole, Iris slid against me, her thigh pressing into mine with a heat that made the sub-zero air outside feel like a joke. "You know, Silas," Iris said, her voice dripping with enough sarcasm to corrode the chassis, "if you wanted a family road trip, we could have just gone to the Hamptons. They have better espresso and significantly fewer human rights violations." Silas didn’t even turn around. "The air at the summit is pure, Iris. It filters the static. You’ll find your focus much improved once we’re above the treeline."

I feel like a dark cloud is hanging over my mood, so Iris tries extra hard to cheer up my inner wolf as the trees flash past the glass. "Master klinton, the Great Warlord clearly holds massive adoration for your line!" Iris whispers excitedly, leaning close. "He ordered the hot bone tea to protect your health, and he even threw his own high-council blazer over your shoulders! Do you think his beast wants to mark your—"