Novel & Cerita The Longest Ride Novel

I had left my pain, humiliation, and despair behind. The passenger next to me was an elderly woman with silver hair. She noticed my bandaged wrist and kindly offered me a cup of warm water. "Dear, your hand is injured." I took the cup and smiled slightly, thanking her for the water. "It doesn't hurt anymore." Compared to the scars on my heart, these physical injuries were nothing. When the plane landed, it was 2:00 pm local time. I had chosen a small town in southern Italor, a place where Mom had lived as a young girl.

Still, he lurched in his seat. He tightened his grip on the grab handle. A wave of unease went through his face, and I could tell that he was green at the gills. If this were how he was feeling, I could already imagine how badly the one hiding in the trunk was suffering. The thuds sounded from the trunk were a symphony to my ears. I glanced at the pallid man who was trying his best to keep his eyes on the road. Then, an idea occurred to me as I asked, "Honey, did you hear something? I think a mouse has snuck into the trunk."

I knew the long ride home was far from over. To be continued… End of book 29

It felt unbelievably relaxing. Before long, the ride came to an end. Julia returned to her school, clearly reluctant to leave, while I headed back home. As I thought about the other women in the group, a quiet excitement built in me. So many of them had caught my eye, and sooner or later, I would find a way to get closer to each of them. That cycling club was unbelievable, and it had not cost me a single cent. Gavin sent me a message on Messenger. [How was last night? Heard you wore her out.]

Happy Holidays Everyone. Stay Safe and Enjoy. Klaira The following chapters are a short novella entitled A Black River Pack Yule. It occurs after His Brother's Mate and before Hell Hounds. Because of rules changing it's impossible to find this novella on the GoodNovel app. So I am adding it here for your enjoyment.

“Ride me.” I obeyed, my hips circling with his urging, finding the rhythm he demanded. His hand gripped my waist tighter, guiding my movements. The world spun, blurring at the edges. My vision became a hazy kaleidoscope of dark and light. My chest was heaving, my breath coming in short, desperate gasps. I felt him accelerate, pushing me faster, deeper into the delicious torment. “C’mon, baby. Let go.” I did. Hard. The release was explosive, tearing through me. My first orgasm ripped through me in waves of white-hot light, overwhelming every sense. I was shaking uncontrollably, every part of me vibrating with pleasure.

The footage showed the four of us in the Uber. Sadie's voice came through first, clear and sharp. "Gosh, this car is ancient! Even our maid wouldn't ride in something like this." The video ran for 20 minutes, showing them putting on their act, provoking Andrew, and forcing me out of the car while they stayed behind, before the screen cut to black, and chaotic screaming broke out. When the video ended, the station fell silent, broken only by my faint coughing. Their parents stood there, stunned.