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    • Chapter 49

      by Quinn Hawthorne Jin cleared our plates with swift efficiency, his eyes locked on mine with a burning intensity that left no room for second thoughts. He picked me up from his lap with an ease that belied his strength, his hands firm yet gentle on my body. The cool wooden surface of the table met my back with a sudden chill that had me arching, the contrast making my skin pebble with goosebumps. I was placed on the table, feeling more exposed than ever beneath the hungry gazes of my alphas. Jin's chair scraped against the…
    • chapter seven

      by Mae Celeste I woke with a moan on my lips as I writhed in my bed. I could still feel the impressions of the tentacles holding me down, fucking me within an inch of my life. Once my overheated body calmed down enough, my brain started to pick up the context clues. That dream felt so real… almost too real. I was already fucked by tentacles? …Hemming? The rage burned bright in me as I threw the covers off to get dressed and find that son-of-a-bitch. I found him leaning against a rock while his lower…
    • Chapter 41

      by Quinn Hawthorne As the minutes ticked by, a question that had been simmering in the back of my mind began to bubble to the surface, demanding to be heard. I shifted in Jin's embrace, turning to face him. His reading paused, and he glanced down at me, his gaze filled with quiet curiosity. The book lay forgotten in his lap as he closed it gently, his attention now fully on me. I swallowed hard, the words catching in my throat. "Why me, Jin?" I finally managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you follow me…
    • Chapter 10

      by Quinn Hawthorne Her hands let my hair go, and then she tried to push me away but didn’t put much strength into it, but I pulled away, panting nonetheless. “I can’t, " she said. Her face was still splotchy and tear-stained, but I couldn’t stop wanting her. Her eyes pleaded with me for something. “Pretend I’m him,” I whispered against her lips. “I can do that for you. Pretend I’m him.” I trailed my nose against her cheek before taking her earlobe in my mouth, tugging it slightly with my…
    • chapter eight

      by Mae Celeste I was not greeted with the cheery face of Hemming the next morning. Instead, there was a bowl of fruit and a note saying there was oatmeal he had made and juice in the fridge. Also, letting me know he didn't want what he made me to go bad before I got to enjoy it. Which was sweet but still didn't dull the disappointment I felt knowing he wasn't there waiting for me. "Liliana?" Ulf called out from outside. Oh, the perfect distraction. Ulf entered the house, having to duck his head because his large…
    • chapter four

      by Mae Celeste There was no pause on his end as he kissed me back with much more enthusiasm than I expected. He was quick to grab the back of my head until he got a slightly better grasp on me. Liquid desire pooled into the pit of my stomach as he took over the kiss. My fingers grasped desperately at his biceps, trying to hold on to something. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip, asking permission to enter, which I immediately granted him as he started to play with my tongue. The hand that wasn't gripping the back of…
    • Chapter 24

      by Quinn Hawthorne   Xiomara rocked against my bulge as her sweet mouth sucked at my collarbone. The scent of her slick filled the room, making my thoughts cloudier by the second. “Fuck, baby.” I groaned as her teeth sank into my skin before her tongue lapped at the mark, soothing it. Wrapping my hand in her hair, I pushed her down my body, making her giggle at my impatience. Her hair tickled my sides as it moved past, and I couldn’t help but shiver. I wasn’t expecting her to nuzzle my hard cock against…
    • chapter one

      by Mae Celeste I always found the smell of the sea so cleansing. It was one of the reasons why I chose a cruise for our vacation. I was desperate to get out of the city just for a little bit to breathe. Even though it took some convincing and a lot of budgeting, I finally got everyone a ticket. Today, the sky was clear as the seagulls sang the song of their people over the horizon. The air was a little crisp, but the sun packed in so much heat that the cold air felt almost nonexistent under the rays. I gripped the…
    • Chapter 4

      by Mae Celeste The first light of dawn seeped through a small, grimy window set high in the wall, casting a feeble glow over my prison. I lay there, aching and disoriented, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind like a broken record. The room was a crypt, silent and cold, filled with shadows that danced mockingly in the half-light. As my eyes adjusted, I took in the details of my surroundings. The walls were bare concrete, the cold seeping into my bones, and the floor was a patchwork of cracked tiles that…
    • Chapter 40

      by Quinn Hawthorne I woke up to the soft glow of morning light filtering through the curtains of my new bedroom. The penthouse was still a foreign place to me, but the promise I made to the others, to Darcy, anchored me here. I had packed up my life overnight, leaving behind my solitary apartment to be closer to her, to ensure her safety. It was a small sacrifice compared to what she had endured. Darcy had been holed up in her nest since we brought her here, a sanctuary she clung to even though it lacked the comfort she…
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