Whisper Of The Wind Jonaxx

When my best friend died, his wife, Mia Lewis, was eight months pregnant. Mia said she didn't want her baby growing up without a father. I owed my best friend my life. He saved me, literally pulled me from death's door. So I stepped up, marrying Mia and raising their son as my own. Mia loved her career, so I quit mine. Traded my job for diapers and school runs. For seven whole years, I cooked, cleaned, folded laundry, and handled the housework. Rain or shine, sickness or health, I was there—every single day. Mia, though? She stayed cold, distant. Her warmth only surfaced in the bedroom—and even then, it was a flicker, never a flame. Just soft sighs and breathy murmurs, like she was playing a role she couldn't wait to finish. Afterward, she would quietly check the condom, as if she couldn't trust me. Then came New Year's Eve. A snap. A tear. A broken condom. Her fury struck like a thunderclap. She locked me out on the balcony, left me standing in the freezing rain, soaked to the bone as the wind howled like a wounded beast. Teeth chattering, I shivered as I watched the door like a dog, waiting to be let in. Then I saw him. Our boy, Ethan Bailey. Six years old. My son, at least in name. He came running with an umbrella in his hand. For a second, my heart leapt. 'Maybe, just maybe…' But he didn't even look at me. Just walked past in silence and handed the umbrella to the nanny heading out. Right then and there, something inside me cracked. I knew it was time to go.

"Kaelen you coward!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the wind, "Come out here and face me like a man!" Soon after, his ranks began to part. "Selene, my love." He said with a small smile. "Am I safe to assume this is your oh so terrible attempt at surrender?" I gave a smile of my own. "Oh, darling no. I just wanted you to take one long look at my face. I want to have the chance to look you in the eyes when I say this: this here is the last face you're going to see before you die." With that, I turned my horse and headed behind my banners. “Prepare the lines,” I called, ready for the war to begin. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Blurb: On the night Selene was to be crowned Luna, her fated mate, the Alpha she had loved since childhood, publicly chose another. Before the entire pack, he marked a foreign princess, casting Selene aside as “unworthy.” Betrayed, humiliated and stripped of her son, Selene swore she would avenge. When a rival Alpha, Draven of the Shadowfangs, offers her his hand, Selene accepts... not for love, but for revenge. Their union is dangerous, defiant, and forbidden… yet the fire between them is undeniable. Now Selene is no longer the abandoned mate. She's a rising queen, torn between a cursed bond to the man who betrayed her and the intoxicating passion of the enemy who would burn the world for her. But war is coming. The mate bond aches, the Moon Goddess herself schemes against her, and her son is trapped in the hands of her ruthless ex. To survive, Selene must shatter destiny itself… even if it means defying gods, breaking bonds, and destroying the Alpha who once claimed her. This isn’t fate. This is war.

A witch and a vampire don't mix in a crowd nor do they marry for curse abounds their way. It's highly unthinkable even impossible to think of. But what happens when fate allows two extremely opposite creatures to be united in the farce of marriage? Adrienne Mallory is a fire-witch who lives a quiet life with her bosom friend Mary Crossborough, a wind witch inside their charming house in Ardelean Village. Until one morning Mary accidentally kills a dhampir while she is out practicing her defense magic. The killed dhampir is a young half-human half-vampire named Athan Silos who happens to be not only a mere cousin of the vampire king but his very own first cousin. Alaric Emrick is a young vampire king of Emrick City who lives inside Acheron Castle. He tasks his cousin to find a redhead witch in Ardelean Village who incessantly searches for her mother whom she lost as a child. Finding his cousin dead before two witches inside the Forest of the Witches, Alaric is prepared to kill them when he decides to spare their lives by taking Adrienne Mallory to be his wife back to Acheron Castle. A night of passion left Adrienne alone the next day when Alaric suddenly disappears with a note promising return. Waiting for the delayed return of her lover Alaric, learning a secret about her family, and suddenly expecting a child she didn't fully expect leaves fire-witch, Adrienne, searching for a new village to reside and to raise her baby. Now living a full life with her secret child settled inside a village considered a rival of her ex-lover, Alaric Emrick came back in her life with the knowledge existence of his son. Is love worthy to look back with a heart for a second chance this time?

Slowly his hands glide up from my hips, up my back to the base of my hairline tilting my head down so that our foreheads touch. His eyes are closed and his breath is just as ragged at mine. “What on earth was that?” I ask “The best damn kiss of my life. Worth waiting almost 3 years to kiss you like that” My cheeks flush red at the comment. We have kissed a handful of times over the years. Usually instigated in a moment of weakness by Dimetrius but never anything like that. That kiss was dripping with desire from both sides. It definitely wasn’t one sided, I could feel what that kiss did to him through the hard length pressing against the inside of my thigh through his pants. I figured, why not throw it all at the wind and take a chance. I maintain eye contact with him as I slowly run my hands down the front of his chest, his eyes don’t leave mine as he sits dangerously still. I bring my hands back up his body again as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck. I adjust myself on his lap, so that now im sitting directly on top of his hard length and lean down to kiss him stopping just short with a smirk on my face. “Amelia” he says my name almost like a warning. That if I push him too far he is scared that he wont be able to stop. Once those flood gates are open, will either of us be strong enough to close them. I’m risking everything in this moment. I’m risking any future with Abran, and I’m risking my friendship with my best friend I am currently straddling. Fuck it

‘Spread those legs wide for me princess. I want to see that juicy hole of yours. I want to suck on this dripping pussy and I want to fuck you hard till you no longer feel your legs. This book contains high sexual content, it is not for readers younger than🔞. Clogged in the web of dissatisfaction I had always thought that I had a problem with being sexually satisfied, until I met the very man who I should never think of moaning to, he is my acting father Mr. Ignazio Vecenzo, Thompson. A sex machine who knew how to please my body and when exactly to stop. I had many plans for the day and none included moaning to the man I should call father, after bumping into him with his miraculous member sliding in and out of his hand, I found myself wishing to have him for just a day, however, my mind wind off to having him forever as his deft fingers found my clit, ripping moans off my throat, as no one has ever done. As lines fell pleasantly for me, I found myself moaning to him every single day taking his sexual command, being daddy’s good girl, and wishing for nothing other than to have him buried deep inside of me. Navigating my way through so many obstacles, I realized that my lust for him had whirled into love and I was determined to keep him even if it meant going against the entire world. However he was not the good man I fell for, he was the monster I never knew existed, a killer Machine and a man who has so many darksides yet I crave him gravier than any other.. Again, this book contains high sexual content. Recommended for readers older than 18.

"You are my mate, Sarah," he confessed, his voice trembling with pain. "I knew it before I even spoke to you that night at the club. I lied when I said it was a joke because I was hiding who I really am, and because I’ve always believed having a mate is a weakness..." His voice dropped to a whisper, his gaze locked on mine. "Until now."   I should feel excited to eventually meet my mate, but confusion clouded my mind.   ******     Sarah’s life is already in shambles. At 26, she’s a teacher struggling to survive as an ostracised witch. As if that's not enough, she was betrayed by her fiancé, hated by her mother, haunted by a dark past, and plagued by a mysterious illness only a mate’s mark can cure. The last thing she needs in her life is Anderson, a cocky and arrogant 18-year-old student.   But what begins as forbidden attraction turns dangerous when lust gives way to something deeper, while her life becomes entangled in a series of murders and disappearances that all lead back to her.   As their connection deepens, so does the danger as a prophecy surfaces—one that has tied their fates since childhood.   Pursued by a power-hungry Alpha, Anderson's uncle, and a deadly cult determined to kill them to prevent the prophecy from coming to pass, Sarah and Anderson must confront their pasts and unravel the secrets binding them together.   In this dark and gripping supernatural romance, fate and choice collide as two unlikely souls discover that some bonds are worth dying for to make the prophecy come to pass.

"You have no idea how badly I want to make love to you," he responds with a shake of his head. "I love you so much," he continues and my heart melts. "I love you," I whisper back. "Okay, I'm going to make love to you now, Angel. It will hurt a little, so let me know if it hurts too much," he says and leans down to kiss me. "I'll be gentle," he tells me. Keeping his eyes locked on mine he shifts his hips forward slightly and enters inside of me. My mouth widens as he enters, and I feel a slight pinch. He was right, it does hurt, but it's not terrible. "Christ! You're the sun!" he calls out. I watch his face crumble. He buries his face in my neck and then he's above me again, his hands on my cheeks again. ... For 20 year old Alison Scott, love was never something she deemed herself worthy of. Not until he came along. With his tousled brown hair, lean muscular body and smile that ignited everything south of her body; he was unbearably attractive and intimidating to Alison. She thought he could never be interested in someone like her, until he was. Was living in the same household together with someone you want and need such a great idea? As they embark on this journey together, Alison discovers her own desires as well as all the secrets Isaac keeps.

In a world where shadows whisper and danger lurks at every corner, a young she-wolf awakens with no memory of her past and no understanding of the fear she inspires in others. As she navigates the perilous underworld of packs and unwanted rogues, she must learn to survive amidst hidden agendas and volatile alliances. Her uncanny resemblance to Adis's deceased girlfriend, Amber, could ignite a war that threatens not just her life, but the fragile balance of power among the city's packs. Desperate to hide her true identity, Adis renames her Amber, thrusting her into a tangled web of loyalty and betrayal. Now, the new Amber must decipher friend from foe, see through the layers of deception, and grapple with whether Adis's haunted past holds any significance for her future. When Adis enlists another Alpha, Tjeck, to train Amber, Tjeck finds himself ensnared in a drama that spirals far beyond his intentions. Torn between duty and desire, Tjeck's loyalty to Adis is tested as he develops feelings for Amber, complicating matters further when he begins a clandestine relationship with Kattie, who is already entangled with Clay, Adis's formidable beta. As tensions rise, will Adis's evil brother, Zombie, unleash the war he's threatening? And what is the magnetic pull Amber feels toward Thorn, a member of the 'Stars' pack, who views she-wolves as inferior? In a gripping tale of survival and self-discovery, alliances will be forged, hearts will be broken, and the fight for identity will reveal what it truly means to be a she-wolf in a world that has forgotten how to trust.

Luca Knight knows exactly the kind of woman he wants to settle down with some day and it's certainly not anyone like Skylar Simpson, his personal assistant. After all, Skylar is a sex addict who knows nothing about commitment. She sleeps with a different man every week, changing men like she changes her sheets. What happens when Luca pays Skylar to pretend to be his girlfriend at his family reunion? Sparks fly. Soon Luca realizes that he wants Skylar all to himself. Skylar has sworn to never love again after getting her heart broken twice which is why she loves to sleep with different men, and so Luca sets out to do the impossible; he's going to seduce her and drive her crazy until she possibly can't think of anyone else but him. ****** "Have you forgotten that I'm just a whore who can't stick to one man?" I ask breathlessly. ”I'm going to make you want only me, Skylar." Luca takes my ear into his mouth and nibbles it gently, sending a shiver down my spine. “That confident?” I whisper, trying hard to fight against the delightful sensations running through me. "Yes." He licks my neck in the most sensual way. “I'm going to make you beg for it. I'm going to drive you crazy until my dick is the only one you want to sit on.” Oh fuck.

"Hayden, you have been a bad boy have you not?" Vincenzo said to me as he unclasped his belt and drew it off his waist, his muscles flexing. "What do you mean-" "Turn around!" He demanded from me as he did so before I could do it. He wrapped the belt around my hands and tightened it. "Vincenzo?" I whisper yelled at him with a glare. "Get on your knees little prince and open your mouth for me. Daddy needs to punish you." "Why?" "Shut your mouth before I do it with my dick Hayden," he threatened me with an evil smirk. "You would not dare!" I snapped at him before letting out a gasp as he pulled his hardened cock out of his boxers, the cap of the monster pink and shiny with precum. "Oh little prince, I would dare," he said as he forced me to my knees with a hand on my shoulder. "Good boy," he groaned as he slid his dick into my mouth, my wetness wrapping around his cock. "Ah, your mouth feels so good," he murmured. And then he began to move, his cock growing more inside of my mouth. ...... Hayden and Vincenzo clash in a battle of wits and strength. Though they are attracted just as much as they despise each other, they are drawn together in an intense and dangerous game. It takes two to tango. It takes two to play the dangerous game. And the winner takes all.