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Am I going crazy then? “You’re not going crazy, Alice” Gabriel said, a deep chuckle erupting from him making the hair on my body stand on end. What is going on? “We are werewolves, Alice. We can read minds… it’s called Telepathy. Plus, I can easily read you from the expression on your face” Someone pour ice water on me. And why is the scent from Gabriel getting stronger and why am I feeling so attracted to him even though I just met him? Oh,no. He must have heard that too.

She was still scared, and they were obviously unbalanced, but she didn’t have the same level of fear with these six that she experienced when she was near Douglas, and she wasn’t feeling it was as urgent to escape as she had upon overhearing their plans for her last night. “I assume we’ll have to show you to prove it to you.” Eamon was one who spoke, stepping forward as he did so. He cupped his hands together, and a moment later, a glowing purple orb appeared between them. As he stretched out his hands, it grew larger, crackling with energy that made the hairs on the back of her neck stiffen and sent nausea racing up her esophagus. “I’m heir-apparent to the McCrory Coven, and we control the

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My laptop screen lit up into the dimness of my dorm room as I typed the same words again and again in the search bar: longing, physical ache, connection, bond, supernatural symptoms. I half expect nonsense, fanfiction, folklore, bullshit paranormal blogs. But the more I read, the more a horrifying pattern emerges. Werewolves, bonds and mates. The words burnt into my eyes like fire. It was simply ridiculous, I mean, I did not even believe in that kind of thing.

She poured herself another glass of cheap red, already on her third, and dropped onto the couch in her pencil skirt and blouse, buttons half undone. The city lights through the rain-streaked windows. Her laptop was still open on the coffee table, case files glowing like accusatory little rectangles. She should sleep. Instead she reached for the dusty old book she’d bought on a drunken whim two years ago at that weird occult shop downtown. *Daemonologie for the Modern Woman.* Stupid. But tonight it felt like the right kind of stupid. She flipped it open, scanned a page at random, and slurred the words under her breath. Latin? Probably, didn’t matter.

Great. That opens a floodgate of articles about hormones, pheromones, and 'soul-deep connections.' Nothing remotely scientific. It's all romance novel tropes and spiritual mumbo jumbo. I groan quietly pressing my palms over my eyes. What do I think I'm going to find? A diagnosis for 'help, I dry-humped my boss and now my brain's short-circuiting?' I can't stop. The next search is even more absurd. I am being influenced by paranormal fanfic websites: 'Supernatural myths about wolves.'

“They’re not here. I haven’t sniffed out any in this town. Plus, it’s daylight. They can’t come out during the day.” “What about if they had a magical amulet or something?” He widened his eyes. “Well. . .sure. But not many have them and. . .how did you know that?” “The Craving series. It’s these paranormal romance books that talk about vampires. They mention witches and werewolves too, but not as much. It’s mainly about vampires.” Maddox watched her with fascination. Although he was naked and bloodied, she was too out of it to notice. Keeping her talking about the books would be the best way to keep her relaxed.

She imagined he was here right now, his coal eyes glowing red, fangs bared as he chuckled to himself at her pathetic frail efforts to escape his immortal clutches. The girl's limbs gave up beneath her from exhaustion, she laid on the wet grass on her side her hands wrapped protectively around her protruding stomach as weariness spread throughout her body. Suddenly, she could feel the ache in every muscle including her eyes. She couldn't keep her eyelids open they felt like lead. As blackness swallowed her, her last conscious thought was that..... This could be one of his mind games

Audrey said and the trio began looking at the map and the transcript again. After a few hours Audrey finally found something. "Guys I think I finally understand the pattern." Audrey said "Okay." The duo said waiting for Audrey's explanation. "The spell book is right under our nose." Audrey said "Where?" Greta asked "In a cave." "What cave?" Adrian asked "Ever heard of the forbidden cave?" Audrey asked "Yeah, humans say it's a cursed place." Greta said "Well I don't think it would be the same for paranormals." Audrey said with a sly smile.

Good thing he hadn’t changed much since high school. I kept my phone on the floor before standing up from the bath. I dried off silently, careful not to wake up the kitten. I wondered what I’d tell Emma and Mia. I was more worried about their opinion than anything else. Will Emma know I’m with her brother just for some money? Will Mia find out that I’m just pretending? Shaking my head, I started my paranormal romance audiobook. It had a reverse harem trope with four vampire lords and one human girl. The plot was thrilling, and it kept me on the edge of my seat. I hummed and applied body lotion.