Ygritte Book Novels & Stories

She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

] Author’s Note Thank you so much for supporting my work—I’d love it if you could rate this book and leave a comment to share your thoughts. As hinted in the synopsis, Gracie’s story is only the beginning. This book opens the door to a series of raw, taboo-driven erotic tales—each one bolder, darker, and more intoxicating than the last. For those who crave the forbidden… who yearn to dance on the edge where pleasure and danger blur into one, these stories are written for you. Stay with me as I unravel the next tale—one that will leave your mouth watering and a delicious shiver racing through your body.

I was not about to end up like those idiots, pampered and caged until they were good for nothing. Edward stayed quiet, just watching me, like he was sizing up a product. "Let's eat first." The rest of dinner passed in silence. Afterward, in the corridor, Alice was waiting for me. She moved in closer, her voice a hushed threat, "Listen: you better figure out where you stand." "And where's that?" I gave her a dismissive smile, unfazed by her venom. "A street rat from the slums." Her arrogance was palpable, yet it had a different flavor than Catherine's haughtiness.

She did not need anyone to look after her either. Yvette understood Yarden’s concern. She simply did not have the energy for new social interactions. “I can take care of myself. You don’t need to worry. I won’t tell Yarden either.” Jett did not feel upset that Yvette kept him at a distance. He only smiled. “Yarden said you like Jane Eyre. This is a special edition. You can’t find it easily anymore.” Yvette’s fingers curled slightly. She remembered how much she had loved this book. She had even copied sentences from it into her diary.

Whatever that thing was, but how were they connected? My visions of Grisha were painful, they were draining, and they were chilling. But my vision of the burning bird was calm, peaceful, and utterly soul-fetching. But why did it scream Grisha? Because I heard it, I heard it loud and clear and I knew it screamed Grisha! What in the hell was Grisha and what did it have to do with the burning bird? For an umpteenth time ever since I set my foot in Varagrafena, I laid awake at night, filled with nothing but questions, and more confusion!

There was pain in her voice. Ember’s throat tightened as images of the village filled with dead bodies and blood flashed into her mind. She pushed those thoughts away, she can’t afford to be distracted now. She has to concentrate to be able to unleash her power that her grandmother had locked. “What is that?” Ember referred to the book that Yvette had in hand, though she already had an idea what kind of book it was. Yvette carefully placed the book on her lap as she occupied the couch opposite from Ember. She wiped the dusty surface of the book with her own bare hands.

Grey asked. She then replied, “Yeah, let’s go inside, it’s already about to start.” End of Chapter 53.1 Since it has already gone above 50 chapters, we are already at chapter 53, I'm thinking of ending the book after 30 more chapters. This November would serve as the final month I would update on this book and it'll be complete by November 30.

Chapter 1: Book 2 Title: Burning Lineage: Black Home, White Hunger The minivan groans to a halt in the cracked asphalt driveway, the gravel spitting beneath the tires like an angry cat. He finally moves in, the back of his neck prickling with an unfamiliar heat even before the door slides open. The humid air, thick with the scent of damp earth and something vaguely floral, presses in. Then he sees her.

He gritted in displease. “For anything, I must have done. Please fuck me with full force and in revenge.” I moaned out. He grabbed my waist and flipped me over, grabbing my boobs in a harsh grip while staying over my body and straddling me. “F*ck!” I cried out. He didn't care about my sudden reactions or feelings. He was not gentle. He would rather not be gentle. His finger and thumbs pinched roughly at my nipples and his mouth found its way to bite and chew on the pink softness of the breast one after the other.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.