Mirabel X Camilo Heat Novels & Stories

"That's ridiculous. I'm just a normal human. You're just grasping at straws again Kieran." "You're not just human Mirabelle," I said, pulling out the oldest of the texts and carefully opening it to a marked page. "The signs are all there— your healing abilities, the light you wielded during the siege. Even the way you..." I hesitated, glancing at her. She narrowed her eyes. "The way I what?" I sighed. "The way you and Roman are drawn to each other." Her face went pale, and she shot to her feet so quickly that her chair toppled backward with a loud crash.

He couldn't muster what he was currently feeling, it somehow felt like a combination of uttered surprise, confusion, and dismay and it felt worse as his aching body wasn't in the mood to read the situation and cooperate with his brain and he automatically thought that he heard her wrong. "I-I'm sorry. I think I heard you wrong, can you please say it again?" he asked, stuttering while convincing himself that he might really have heard her wrong. He silently prayed, faithfully hoping that he heard her wrong. "I am your fiancée. I'm Carylle Kaye Melendez, Don Miguel Augusto Melendez's daughter. We met on my dad's birthday three years ago." She repeated and he wished he was deaf.

I brightened up. I was dying to get out of this never ending winter land of Serenity Realms. "Of course you can, I would absolutely love to have you here." "Perfect, I'll be using this as an opportunity to take a quick vacation then. But tell me first, are there a lot of hot guys in Bimmerville, are they as hot as your alpha?" Mirabelle laughed. "There are hot guys." She said, watching something behind her phone, "But no one's as hot as my alpha."

I could feel the triplets’ eyes on me, their presence overwhelming, and the bond snapped. “Look at me, Rebecca” Damien said, his voice softer but still strong. My name sounded so amazing coming from him, and I loved the way it made my skin tingle and heart race. I lifted my eyes, meeting his gray gaze, and the bond ignited in my chest, taking my breath away. Kael’s dark eyes were on me too, and studying my figure, while Lucian’s held a mix of curiosity and something warm, that made my heart race. Magnus stepped forward, towering over me. “This is a mistake,” he said, his voice cold. “You are an Omega, and you can’t be their mate.”

Mila I walked to the sofa and sat down beside him. I started with unbuttoning his shirt, deciding to appease my conscience which wanted to make sure that he was okay. My eyes ping ponged from his closed ones to where my fingers worked his shirt open. So bold, Carmella. If only your father knew… he’d flay you open. I hadn’t given much thought before what I was going to do but now as inch by inch his chest came into view, a strange thrill took hold of me. Part of me wanted to revel in the fact that there was no more reason to be afraid of my father and another part the one that was fascinated with my boss… that part carried on. My fingers trembled and my hands faltered. I had started because t

Camila rolled her eyes. “i’m on my honeymoon you are not meant to call me” she replied. “why not? We need to know that you are okay” Diego replied. Roman peeked into the screen from beside her and smiled at her brothers. “remove your face from the picture, this call is not meant for you” Matias chided, Roman rolled his eyes and looked away. “so how’s everything? Hope you’re having fun? Where’s Cory?” Camila and Roman exchanged amused looks but before they could reply, Ace smacked Matias’ head.

Amelia's POV Sometimes, I had experiences that, in hindsight, made me wonder if I had completely misunderstood the situation. Maybe I hadn't heard the conversation correctly. That was what I kept thinking about the conversation with Albert and Mr. Len. But every time I replayed the conference call in my head, I came to the same conclusion: Albert Torrens had asked me to fake a marriage to him for a business deal. But then I’d think that it simply couldn't be true. He was my boss. He was a serious, focused man with integrity. He couldn't have suggested that we travel to Italy to get married.

Her former face had also burned away, not managing to give a small glimpse of who she really was-- is. Life and it's petty quirks. Her soul was incomplete. Something was missing, and no one could find it. 9:35 Makayla decide it was time to go home, to the comfort of her bed, to her comfort zone. KNOX POV He continued to scroll down until he got to her picture, "Oh!" He exclaims. "That ass." He smiled to no one but himself "Makayla Adamson." He breathed out. He continually checked the file that contained everything he needs to know about his next "target"

Raking his hands through my hair, his hot breath fanned my face while he held me tightly to himself. “My goodness! I fucking love you, Milady! You are my weakness, Alex!” Breaking the kiss, he whimpers softly into my ears, while he proceeds to kiss my neck, ears, eyes before trailing his way back to my mouth. Deeply kissing again, his hands went beneath my blue color crop top, and found my breast. Soft moans escaped from the both of us. Slowly I reached for his erected dick and started stroking it gently as he moaned softly.

The best of the best. “I really want Chef Lila to be my mentor. She’s really awesome. Her favorite color is purple too.” Maureen said, cutting off Aria’s thoughts. “Going with Chef Marcelo is Matteo Grayson” Matteo came out from the audience and the chef came from the backstage, while everyone clapped. “Woah, he’s so good-looking. He got a good-looking chef too. They’re a good fit, right, Aria?” Aria nodded, absentmindedly.