Wild Love Book Novels & Stories

Her breath trembled as something inside her cracked—not with breaking, but with release. She closed her eyes, drawing the wildfire closer, not to crush it, not to run—but to face it. The whispers tore at her, but she pushed back with her own voice, raw and burning: “I am not your kindling. I am not your ruin. I am flame, and flame is mine to carry.” The wildfire shuddered, sparks bursting outward like a thousand tiny stars. The dark edges burned away, leaving only fierce, golden light that wrapped around her like a mantle.

I shall sleep often from now on; my body needs all the rest it could get. I can’t sleep again. I just woke up. “What to do now?” My eyes landed at the closed book on my table. It’s the book from the library that is about the town of Emberton. I haven’t found anything informative other than the map and the founders of the town. Maybe I should just head out? Nope. Not a good idea. Being outside is too risky. I don’t want another wolf pouncing at me or me unintentionally killing them with my blood.

I need to apologize to her. While Jake was left off thinking on his next move, Kate decided to go back to the place near to the gate so that it will be easier for her and not to miss the flight. Luckily she found a seat and she settled in. She took out her book about the Flight Attendant and she continued reading it. While reading, she couldn’t even focus on the book. Jake’s face kept popping through her mind.

she said in a low tone of voice. His eyes? I looked back at Xavier. It was only when I stared at him properly did I notice that his left and right eyes differed in color. One had blue like that of a ‘forget me not’ flower while the other was sea green with a tinge of gold, which were indeed pretty. A rather playful smile suddenly formed on his almost thin lips. “My eyes may be pretty, but they are not for sale,” he said before staring back at Viola. “And you are way prettier, milady. Why don’t you admire my eyes while riding me later?”

Where she can meet her inner wild self with a bold smile. As soon as the door shut behind her, without waiting for any more seconds he pressed her back to the door while he hovered over to claim her lips like a hungry wolf who wanted to eat her up right directly and she openly welcomed him to do that as her hands went to his back head to clenched on his hair scalp and pull his face closer to get a small bite on his lower lip. He almost turned to wilder with her strides and they both lost in pleasure, lust, and desire at this moment. They don't care anymore for foreplay because they already heated up enough to do the task and both wanted the main course.

Dom is the first man I would ever kiss and I loved how his long tongue swiped against mine, his sculpted lips hard and firm over mine, swallowing my groans and curses. I shouldn’t love how his lips felt against mine. Hell, I should shove him away, grab the gun and end him but instead my hand of its own volition snaked around his neck and I kissed him back with as much passion as I felt coursing through my veins. My cock was so hard, that it twitched along with the stroke of his palm. Just as I felt the warning tingle at the base of my spine, a loud ‘bang’ sounded, jolting both of us apart and the electricity went off.

It was a primal, nesting instinct, and it drew her to him like a moth to a steady flame. With Ryder, it was the opposite. When the walls of the stone station felt too close, when Liam’s protectiveness became a cage, the restless energy inside her sought a spark. She’d catch Ryder’s eye across the room a flicker of mischief, a daring half-smile a an and a thrill would shoot through her, reckless and hot. He was the danger just outside the wall, the wild she wasn’t supposed to want. Her desire for him was for the sharp edge, the unpredictable laugh, the feeling of being alive precisely because it was unsafe. He was the wild wind, and part of her, a part the baby seemed to stir up, wanted to fl

I watched amused, and slightly worried Because she's about to pass out from the blushing, if not, from the stares of the blondie who watched her in amusement. “Girl, You should flirt with him” I said, loving the way her Brown eyes were widening like a kid caught stealing candy from their fridge. “Wh-What do you mean? Oh My God, Winter,Stop staring at that man. He's so weird” I rolled my eyes at her. She isn't even aware of her beauty and blondie don't even look dangerous. “Isn’t this lovely? You meet your soulmate in a cafe and BOOM! I'll make a plotline for my new book” I sighed dreamily, wiggling my brows at her.

They waited for both their souls to return as they felt they have left, and they shared a pure joy that binds them invisibly. "You can't go back on your words." Nina reminded Boaz. "And you can't either," he argued defensively. Too scared of her changing her mind. But then he saw she was happy with him as he was with her. "I never thought I would ever have the luxury to enjoy such pleasure in life," Nina confessed. "Why so?" Boaz asked as he wrapped her in his warm embrace. He was going to say what she just said. "I always thought I can never handle myself and be wild, disgustingly wild, but I realized you are wilder than me," she chuckled as she playfully slapped his chest where her hands w

Like it knew something she didn’t. She rubbed her arms, shaking off the thought. She had sat in the living room alone for a while after Elara had left her but she was starting to feel suffocated so she slipped outside when no one noticed, and decided to go out for an evening walk. The Liaison estate was grand, spreading out into well-trimmed gardens before filling out into the wild treeline. Garrick liked to say he kept the wild at bay, but Irvine often thought the wild kept itself alive, waiting, and bidding. Tonight, she wanted to feel it wrap around her.