Iron Widow Book 3 Novels & Stories

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

Amberleigh found a secret weapon in the war against keeping Grayson’s ass in bed, and it wasn’t just threatening to withhold future sex from him. It came in the form of a beautiful woman with silver hair, bright blue eyes, and a sweet smile, Viola Godwin, aka Grayson’s mother. For such a petite and gentle woman, Viola had no trouble keeping both of the men in her life in line.

I managed to whisper through the pain and fear. **Kiran's story continues in The Lupian Chronicles: Fire (Book 3)

“I was on her good side today.” Ofelia hesitated another second, then opened the door fully. And… yeah. It looked like someone had dropped a psychological warfare simulator into the middle of a hotel room. There were open textbooks on every surface, empty water bottles on the nightstand, a knocked-over bag of litter by the bathroom, and—yes—Spitfire was perched in the sink like it was a throne. “Sorry,” she muttered, pulling the door wider to let me in. “It’s… been a chaotic couple of days.”

Osip paced the confines of his desert den. He’d harbored such high hopes of winning the favor of Count Dracula, only to have them shattered by that bitch, Lucinda. How could he have known she was so bonded to Nambru that she’d take her life rather than become his bride? Now, who would help him care for the baby he planned on pawning off to Dracula as his grandson?

“They have commissioned the aid of our dear Agatha. She is a good soldier of darkness. The child will be devilishly evil.” His cackling chuckle barely reached my ears as my mind tried to absorb the reality of the scene before me. There, with the old crone standing over them, my husband made passionate love to my hated, would be assassin. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. My heart shattered into tiny pieces as I watched his hands cup her full breasts and his head lower to her womanhood. Thoughts of him doing the same to me flooded forth. My memories intertwined and wrestled with the scene before me to the extent that I could feel his ministrations on Lilith. As he brought her to

My vampire side Draven creeps in merging alongside with lupus, my vision changes and I’m able to view everything that had happened through Ajax’s eyes. A glass window shatters and along with it the Alpha of Silverthorne pack, I threw me with great force that it knocked him unconscious. He’s lucky… he should have died. I stretch out my hand and recieve an handkerchief and wipe off the excuse of an Alpha DNA off my hands. “If anybody, treats a woman or a child in such manner again and I get word of it.” I pause, watching everyone belonging to the pack quiver. The scents of their fear filling my lungs, exciting me.

"We’re going to show him that he can't hide from the future. Oremond falls tomorrow. And then... the North." The wind rattled the windowpane, carrying the smell of coal and money. For the first time in weeks, Tristan didn't feel the hunger of the Void. He felt the hunger of the Viper. And it was ravenous. End of Chapter 31

“Good. It’s time we reignite the war between wolves and humans. And this time, we aren’t stopping with a cup half-full.” And it all starts with Tobias fucking Irons, Beau thought. Soon, he’ll pay for what he did.

Jocelyn My mind was quiet for most of the night. My dreams peaceful ... Until three figures walked into them. Riley, Vincent and Tristan... They surrounded me, their hands reaching for me, caressing me, playing with my body. I could have sworn one of them was eating me out, but I couldn't focus on who it was. It felt so real...