O With Cross Novels & Stories

There are beautiful stain glass windows of the grand gothic architectural style, running parallel to each other on either side of the hall. Each window has different symbols on them, of which some I recognize. There is a picture of a moon and opposite it is an eclipsed moon. The next set has the sun and eclipsed sun, followed by a strophols and serpent. Another set had Isis with wings showing her transformation into a bird and opposite is of a scorpion.

Lia's voice echoes in the room bringing me back from daydreaming. "errh... sorry I was distracted, the bathroom is over there. you'll need a towel to get some of the stain off. I'll be right back" I tell her pointing in the direction of the toilet while going to the supplies room to get a towel. Returning with the towel, I see Lia standing in the bathroom trying to tie her hair up with the elastic bracelet she had on but she couldn't get it right. looking closely at her I realized the dress has a crisscrossed pattern at the back exposing her back through the openings.

Luckily, the police officer nearby reacted quickly and held him back. Patrick's eyes were bloodshot as he roared at me, shouting, "Oliver, what the hell is going on?! Why is this ticket fake? That's impossible! You bought yours from this same shop too!" The crowd buzzed with confusion. "What does he mean? Oliver also bought a ticket?" "Didn't hear him say that before." "Patrick looks like a complete clown now. Look at him now, all talk but no prize."

I lie. “You are. You’re doing that twitchy thing with your fingers.” I stop. “I told you to let it go, man.” I nod, but my eyes betray me. That’s when I see him. Simeon is across the cafeteria, standing near the exit with his arms crossed, watching a group of students settle down. He’s not doing anything special, not even looking in my direction, but my chest tightens all the same. It’s like a reflex I can’t shake.

My only saving grace was that the door was wide open, so I doubted he’d try anything. “Are you ok Miss Cross?” he questioned. Something clicked for me. “How do you know my name?” “It’s on the register,” he replied. I raised an eyebrow at him. “Except it says Hunt on the register.” He scratched the back of his neck, bringing my attention to his delicious arms. “Lucky guess?” There was something strange going on here, but I ignored it as I smirked, walking up to him. “Mr Cage whose full name I don’t know, you’re coming off as a stalker right now.”

Nails left crescent marks in the skin. “I’m — shit — ” Marcus pressed their foreheads together. His breathing came in harsh pants.“Come on. Let go.” Ethan shattered first. His back arched. A choked groan tore out of him as he spilled hot and thick over Marcus’s fist, streaking their stomach. The sight of it — Ethan’s release painting their skin — pushed Marcus over the edge seconds later. He came with a low, guttural curse. Hips stuttering. Adding messy stripes to the mess already there.

She smelled like mint and lavender, a combo I didn't know was my favourite until now. My left hand reached for the zipper of her red dress, pulling it down. I unclasped her bra with practiced ease, and everything fell down to her waist. I reached for one of her breasts, fondling it, while my mouth instinctively went for the other, earning me another moan, and I found out I suddenly wanted to hear that sound forever. She held onto me for support, while I ravaged them. My crotch area was painfully hard, it had started to hurt at this point.

“The prince is giving Christmas kisses under the mistletoe! I’m definitely claiming mine.” She came running over, pushed Nancy to the side and kissed Keion on the cheek. “Merry Christmas, Keion.” He wished her a merry Christmas and mentally grit his teeth as several other girls from their year group, formed a line and either took kisses or gave them depending on how much they’d had to drink and how cognizant they were of the liberty they were taking with the oldest child of their Alphas Msia and Kaliah Hamadi.

An Omega bonded with an Alpha can only have him for his comfort and release, but it doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t affect anyone else with his Heat. Heath, despite looking affected himself, immediately excused himself and swiftly assisted Kei away. Elijah, dominating and intimidating, carries Eden. Cross— It suddenly dawned to him again that Cross is an Alpha. A fucking Alpha that is capable of being attracted to any other Omega’s scent, capable of choosing any other Omega, capable of not wanting him anymore because of other Omega. But to his surprise, when he turned to face him… Cross is looking at him intensely. So intense that he could feel his need overflowing in him. It actually hurts. H

The nerves in my body quietly tensed. Soon, a sleek black car pulled up at the building. Thomas's eyes lit up, and he eagerly waved his hand. "Babe!" Imogen stepped out, impeccably dressed in a cream suit, cradling an enormous bouquet of roses.