Taming 7 Kindle Novels & Stories

He finally let go, and I take every bit he gives me. I lick him clean and look up at him. Taran is breathing heavily, and his eyes are closed. His fingers are still in my hair, so I wait for him to move. When his eyes open, I try to move away in fear. His eyes are no longer human but are glowing orange with black slits.

“I’m too young enter that phase!” “Yeah, that’s when I realized that you were just fierce like a tigress. I even asked myself how can I tame a woman like you who seem to hate all men.” “Hey! I don’t hate all men.” I defended myself. “You say that as if I cursed you all.” He snorted. “Oh right… cause you were nice to Zen.” I guffawed. “Really, love? You’re still jealous of Zen?”

"My scouts found it earlier." They carried Tamara to the caves. Kai never let go of her, even when his arms ached and his legs shook. The bond between them pulsed with each heartbeat. He could feel her dreams. Dark dreams full of burning children and silver seals and a voice calling her to become something more than human. They made camp deep in the caves where the volcanic heat couldn't reach. Kai sat with Tamara's head in his lap, running his fingers through her hair. The silver had even changed her hair, making it shine like metal in the dim light.

She must not answer him; he'd follow her voice. "My sweet falcon, shall I tell you how I will tame her?" Silence, absolute. They were circling in the darkness like wary animals. "First I seel my lady, which is to deprive her of vision, with a black silken hood." Adrienne smothered an indignant gasp in her shaking hand. The folds of her gown rustled as she sidestepped quickly. "Then I blunt her talons." A pebble skittered across the floor a mere yard away. She backstepped, clutching her skirts to keep them still.

Jarckon said nothing, his eyes fixed on Adhara. Jarckon moved closer and whispered to Adhara, “Don’t be scared. I won’t do anything that can harm you.” Adhara was stunned, her body stiff for a moment. She could feel Jarckon’s warm breath, his lips touching her face, which thrilled her, and Jarckon noticed it. She looked into Jarckon’s eyes, just like the last time they had mated. Jarckon’s eyes magnified her. His green eyes attracted Adhara, along with the touch of Jarckon on her face. She had no reason to refuse him.

“I want truth. Even if it breaks me.” Luciano reached up slowly, like he was afraid she’d vanish. His hand cupped her face, thumb brushing the corner of her mouth. His touch wasn’t possession this time. It was reverence. And when he kissed her, it wasn’t fire or rain or fury. It was almost. Almost gentle. Almost redemptive. Almost love. ⸻ They didn’t speak much for the rest of the day. Aria returned to her room later and found a stack of old books on her bed. Poetry. Philosophy. A leather-bound journal with a ribbon marker.

Slowly, her physical form underwent a metamorphosis, as she transitioned into her wolf-like state. Killian observed her transformation, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and pride. He knew that Tiffany possessed immense potential, and it was his duty to guide her on this path of self-discovery. As her mentor and confidant, he was determined to help her unleash the full extent of her abilities. With a graceful leap, Tiffany bounded through the underbrush, her instincts taking over. Her enhanced senses allowed her to perceive the world in vibrant detail—the scent of the earth, the sounds of nocturnal creatures, and the rush of wind against her fur.

My mind made up to get my revenge no matter what. After all, "one good turn…"