Special Book Novels & Stories

No full name, just initials, a coastal region, and one short note: unsolved. My heart started racing. “Find something?” Caspian’s voice made me look up. He stood at the end of the shelf, holding something in his hand—a battered old magazine. “What’s that?” I asked. He stepped closer and placed it carefully in front of me, as if it were fragile. “An old magazine,” he said. “From five years ago. Special edition for the werewolf community.” The title was printed boldly on the cover: The Howling Current. I raised an eyebrow. “You’re telling me magazines like this actually exist?”

Emett finished. “Well, Mr. Hancock, can I interest you in package E.” The man’s voice was loud through the receiver; Mya and I had no issues making out his words. “And what is that?” “Everything that you just asked for. It is known as the bachelor suite.” “Hmm, I’m intrigued.” ~JULIE~

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There's been a lot of questions about the special edition books for the Buttons Series as well as the Barsetti Vineyards merch, so let me explain. I'll be launching a Kickstarter in July where you can get these sexy-as-fuck special edition, annotated paperbacks lined with foil, with monochrome chapter headings, and the things you want most of all -- bonus content. I've written 60k words of bonus content across these books. A long prologue that shows Crow's life before Vanessa died AND a new epilogue that follows Crow and Pearl when Tristan comes back for an unexpected visit. There's also my annotations, where I spill all the tea about writing these books. I know you guys have been in love wi

Since I'd already had such a thorough release yesterday, I managed to get through the entire day without an episode. The next morning at work, I found a package on my desk. I asked my coworkers who had delivered it, but no one knew. They said that a courier had just dropped it off and left. Curious, I lifted the lid. The moment I saw what was inside, my face flushed crimson, and I slammed it shut. My phone chimed. It was a text from an unknown number. "Put it in." The box contained a remote-controlled vibrator. I had finally gotten my condition under control. I hadn't had an episode at work during the day. There was no way I was using that thing here. But another message came through immedia

Because how did he think I was able to cover half of the rent, still fund groceries every other day of the week, and pay almost half of the bills when all I had was a meagre cleaner job for a rundown station mart? He squeezed my hands and I looked back at him. “Promise me that you won't sleep with him again.” I squeezed his hands back. “Sure,” As I let go of his hands, a notification pinged in my phone. It was a wired transfer from S.E.H holdings. The narration was; part payment for the student loans and money for equipment for your food content. I sighed and turned down the phone. Mr. Sinclair. The cab stopped by the apartment building. It was six p.m.

The others followed. Everyone at the table went quiet. Even Sophia blinked like she didn’t understand what just happened. Neither did I. I just stared at the drink. Sophia leaned in. “What did he……what’s that?” I didn’t answer. I picked up the note. It was folded in half, and it felt so heavy in my hand. I flipped the paper open . It just said…..