Pucking Around Book 1 Novels & Stories

Something in him coils tight, like his wolf is listening for something he doesn’t quite understand yet. I take a slow sip of my drink, trying to ignore the way my wolf is pacing under my skin like she’s trying to claw her way out. Ryan starts telling another story and the table slowly fills with noise again. Laughter fills the air as bottles clink together, but everything feels far away and muffled, like I’m underwater. A chair scrapes beside me and I don’t need to look up to know it’s him. He’s not touching me, but he’s close enough that I feel the heat of him at my shoulder.

I say, strolling back toward her. “Besides Rat Trap on your fake tits, the second game is called Truth: A Little Flesh or Lies: A Lot of Flesh.” I smirk. “Rules are simple. I’m going to adjust our little rat friend, so he’s positioned right above your overpriced silicone tits. Then, I ask a question. As I heat the bucket. You answer and if I believe you, I release a little heat. Vincent over there, he takes part of a finger. But if we think you’re lying?” I glance over at Vinny. “I heat the bucket, and he takes the whole fucking finger.”

She just limped toward the entrance with her head held high, a Crimson wolf who had just stared down the Queen of the North and won. I watched her until the heavy oak doors shut behind her. My wolf was pacing in my chest, clawing at my ribs, begging me to go after her, to mark her, to claim her. But I had given my word. I slammed the Jeep into gear and roared toward the Boys’ VIP Wing. By the time I reached my room, my head was thumping with a dull, rhythmic ache. I shoved the door open, expecting the silence of an empty suite, but I was met with the sight of Liam sitting on the edge of the mahogany table, tossing a hockey puck up and down.

_*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> Neither of them looked away first. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> The puck dropped.

Mike mumbled with difficulty. But Nicole was deaf to his words. She was drowning in the sensation of her orgasm, about to break an invisible bond of a chain. Her knees and feet found leverage bouncing on the bed, making her crotch bounce on Mike’s crotch and his cock slid even more swiftly as the wetness on her core intensified. She stiffened, and her back arched, her pussy tightened, and like the feeling of her completion tickled her from deep within, her body jerked and spasmed as she sat on Mike’s cock.

My stomach twisted. “I want to be up next, she is sexy,” Another guy added and they erupted in laughter. I moved closer until I could see them gathered near the field. Daemon stood in the center, tossing a puck between his hands. He looked so normal, so relaxed, like he hadn’t just shattered everything, like he hadn't ripped my heart out of my chest I gulped hard and stepped forward. “Daemon?” Their laughter seized immediately they heard my voice. “Ava, what are you doing here?”

"And try to make it interesting." Raphael flicked his wrist. The puck shot forward like a bullet, bank-shotting off the right rail toward Liam’s corner. Liam didn't even blink. His instincts took over—reading the angle, tracking the speed, and snapping his wrist forward to meet the puck dead-center. Clack! The puck ricocheted straight back down the middle, bypassing Raphael’s striker and slamming into the back of his goal slot with a satisfying metallic thud. One-zero. "Clean," Liam muttered, tilting his head with a small, arrogant smirk. "That all you've got?"

Nyla’s POV I'm drawing a pentagram on my apartment floor with sidewalk chalk at midnight on a Tuesday because apparently this is what my life has come to. There’s a leather-bound book open beside me, old, as if it survived the Victorian era. I found it at an estate sale last weekend, buried under a box of porcelain cats, which feels like the universe burying a loaded gun inside a Build-A-Bear. It was quite an… interetsing book. The chapter I keep returning to shows a naked woman arched on her back on the floor, with a demon-man like being, with extra limbs, and an abnormally huge-sized cock burried inside her pussy.

she trails off Alexander holds a hand up to her silencing her, he stands up and shakes his head “So you are telling me the girl I am in love with is going……..” He stops talking and I see the furious look on Kayla’s face “You WHAT!!!! she screamed at him I had to agree with her she was mated to him and he had just admitted he was in love with my mate. Kayla throws the book at him and storms out the room and Alexander chases after. There was so much I wanted to say to him but he had enough problems on his plate. Picking up the book and flicking through, there are pages on vampires, werewolves, witches even hunters and there was a whole section on Alpha-Lunas separate from the werewolf section.

THE NEXT PART OF THIS BOOK IS GRAPHIC AND TRIGGERING. It includes: -r*pe -s*icidal thoughts -self h*rm -s*icide attempts -sexual ab*se Please don't read on if any of these bother you, it will get intense and upsetting. I'm warning you now so anyone who may be triggered by these themes doesn't walk into it without knowing beforehand. Marcus pov Friday 1st November 2019 *********************************