Just This Once Novels & Stories

not once but twice… To be continued...

“Okay. Just this once.” “We’ll see about that.” I said.

I just want to stop lying in my head. She reads it three times. Then deletes it line by line. Not because she changed her mind — because if anyone saw it she’d never recover. She opens W******p. Jake’s last seen: yesterday. She types: _If you weren’t my brother, would you have kissed me that night on the balcony?_ Doesn’t send. Deletes. Types again: _I don’t want forever. I want once. Then I’ll leave and never come back. I swear._ Finger hovers over send for a full minute. Her heart is beating in her throat.

Sent by The First Ones obviously. ******

"He's all used-up, and you're still acting like he's a treasure? You must be really desperate! What's the difference between that incubus and a dog in heat? Someone like you should just find an honest guy willing to take you in!" Tracy Rowe was standing outside the county office with Jamie Stephenson, arguing with me at the top of her lungs. Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork.

I whispered, "I get it." I checked my phone, but there were no messages or missed calls. There were just a bunch of headlines: [Rich Girl Julia and Business Big Shot Charles Go Public With Their Love.] [Charles Says They've Been in Love for Six Months.] [Julia’s Best Friend Spills That They Plan to Get Engaged in Half a Year.] [Charles Gives Julie a Ten-Carat Diamond Ring.] Each headline was a reminder of Charles and Julia's love, but Charles was supposed to be my husband.

Just for each other. *The End.*

After deciding to leave, I went to the Blacknight Pack's municipal office to submit my withdrawal application. "Ms. Holt," the clerk said carefully, "once you leave the pack, you'll lose all pack protection and will never be allowed to rejoin. Are you sure about this?" "I'm sure." When I stepped out of the building, a notification popped up on Instagram. "Thank you for being there for me when I'm at my weakest!" The photo beneath it showed the snowy scenery of Bhador and Mason wrapping a scarf around Eira.

Just present. Just endless.

Just a little taste. *******************************************************