Tender Headed Novels & Stories

Logan is released from the hospital and looking forward to her date with Charlie. Sandy tries to convince her not the date him. If she told Logan, the truth about Charlie, she would not believe her. Logan is full of young love and would not believe anything negative about Charlie. Logan sees Charlie as being perfect. Perfect for her and perfect in every way. She has a deep admiration for Charlie. She needs him. She feels like Charlie is the first and only person to love her. Sandy knows she has a distorted reflection of Charlie in her mind. She idealizes Charlie and she would give anything for him. Her love for Charlie is blind and there is nothing Sandy can do to change her mind. Logan exag

Trenda Pov. "Tendra, the name is Tendra, "I moaned out, my body burning with desires as my breath became so heavy. Good lord, this man here knows how to handle a woman, and even if I would love to resist all of him, I don't think I will be able to. He smirks immediately. I told him my name and then Let go of me, causing me to be left with desire that was ignited in me by this damn arrogant jerk.

"Soo it means having to put in a little more effort. More than ever before. More effort than you thought was possible. Come on! Fire on!" "Fire on? What?" "Just go! Your friend is already outside, waiting for us." Shocker: I look at Hothead as he cries. He cries with tears raining down his face. Before the tears can fall and land on his pancakes, I grab and move his plate. I watch while cutting off some pieces of pancakes on my plate and eating them. "Everything hurts," Hothead cries. "Everything hurts so much. I want to eat. I'm so hungry, but I can't raise my arms. They hurt too much."

The blood rushes out, warm and metallic in my mouth. The taste is incredible, smooth and rich like a fine wine. I drink deep, savoring the flavor. Baldhead screams in pain and fear, but to me, it's like music. His voice rises and falls like an opera singer, but all I hear is a sweet song that makes me hungrier.

A person who was good at tracking and playing with the enemy was played by his target today. Although he hadn't figured it out how the other side knew about their existence yet. But this was no longer the point, and it was not the time to think about it now. "Today, I've suffered a great loss." Under great pressure, Head Dog actually showed a smile. But when this smile appeared on his face, it made people feel creepy. "A group of brainless idiots. All of them are a group of idiots." Head Dog raised his hand and pointed at shapeshifting demons in the air one by one.

he also meant the cash Tazz placed one hand on the window over his head, looking into the distance, suddenly a smile played across his lips as his eyes narrowed.. like he’d captured the tail of his prey in his hand, now all he was doing was playing with, giving it time before attacking it... ‘Vicious, right?’ You want to run away... then run, but you run only to me, for me and unto me All Hearts !

New - Daya 🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯🍯 I feel my head is very sore, almost about to burst it feels. I tried to touch my head, did my head break, split in two? Still recorded clearly, that voice. And also, my head is so dizzy, like a big rock was hit repeatedly to my head.

Staring back at us was a wooden door above our head, supporting a ladder against it. When I sensed Alan's eyes on me, I tilted my head to face him and realised that I could detect hints of surprise and joy it in. He didn't smile, but I knew what his eyes were telling me. Overjoyed, I didn't bother to express my relief and happiness but figured that he probably understood me as I did him.

ZANE "Are you familiar with a head dive?" I exhaled as I tucked my hands into my pockets. Her face was paled and her expression freezing as she stared at me. Of course, she knew. Most did, even if they had never experienced it. A head dive was a gift mastered only by the most disciplined alphas, allowing us to tap into another’s subconscious. It was a rare ability, yes, but also a powerful one. Sometimes it could be dangerous, but at this point, I was running out of options.

Tanya hung her head in embarrassment and mumbled, “Oh… T-t-thank you, Tiffany.” Even now, Tiffany could not get over Tanya’s penchant to shrink into herself and lower her head. “God, straighten your back firmly and be proud, Tanya! Don’t hang your head over nothing all the time, man. It makes you look so submissive that people will waste no time treating you like a doormat!” she chided. “Anyway, let’s go! Time for meals, girlfriends! Let’s eat at my man’s place. Eat whatever you fancy, the meal’s on me!”