Novels by Love Penn

He was weary.After a full day of listening to one complaint after the other, he was just about ready to dunk his head into the shower and drift into oblivion.“Settle everything with the border guards,” he said to his third in command, as they ascended the staircase to his floor. “Make sure every perimeter is manned and that there are no blind spots. Foreign alphas are going to be here soon and the last thing that we need is one of them getting attacked in our territory.”“That’s being taken care of as we speak, Kyrios,” Liam replied, glancing down at the book in his hand. “No one will even so much as sneeze without us knowing. Also, the south and east wing have been prepared for the alphas and their entourage, and we’ve hired more maids, cooks, and stable hands to accommodate the numbers we’ll be having soon.”“Well done, general,” Kyrios commended his hard work. “That’ll be all for tonight. We’ll settle everything in the morning before the guests arrive for the bonfire tomorrow.”L

The day to the start of the tournament drew closer.The excitement in the air was so tangible, it was almost electric. It was obvious to Esme, the outsider, that to every lycan this was more than just a regular event; it was something they looked forward to. She could see it in the flush that stole over the women’s cheeks as they gossiped to each other about it, the warm vibrancy that oozed off the men gathered in the training grounds.There would be a bonfire the night before the tournament and already the castle walls and halls were already being decorated with colorful gold and purple ribbons—the colors of the Royal lycans— and the streets lined with palm tree fronds (it was tradition for the contesting warriors to be welcomed with the Fresh scent of palms).Esme stood at one side and watched as Hailey chatted with one of the lycan females. This one was heavily pregnant, with her hair woven in a loose braid and when her eyes darted to Esme, they had a curious light to them.“Esme,

“How do you get it to be so perfectly brown like that?” Hailey asked, peering into the gently sizzling pan. “Mine always end up burnt or undercooked.”A small smile lifted Esme’s lips as she continued whisking the egg mixture in the other bowl. It has been a couple of days ever since that incident in Kyrios’ room and if not for Hailey’s presence, she had no idea how she would have coped.The tension between her and the lycan king was at an all time high, the temperature between them whenever he walked into a room dropping into arctic levels. He had restricted her from entering his room for anything and she was glad. It was enough that she was already cooking his meals and doing his laundry. Those were already too intimate. Somehow, changing his sheets and the pillows where he slept would have just been too much for her.Involuntarily, she gave a shudder and Hailey noticed at once.“Hey, you okay?” She asked, instantly concerned.The sound of forks scraping plates immediately ceased a

Today was the first day of her work and with a feeling of doom, Esme donned the maid uniform that the barbarian king had insisted she wore and went to work.She dusted, cleaned and polished every surface until it shone, gleaming in the sunlight coming through the windows. She cleaned the floors, tables, even the chandeliers.Not that the Kyrios’ house was in any way dusty but it served as a means to expel some of the frustration in her. It took some time and afterwards, her back and arms ached but she was still not satisfied.She wandered over to the kitchen and began the process of making cinnamon rolls with cream cheese frosting and smoked bacon to go with.Very quickly the smell of baking began to fill the kitchen and began to relax her in a way nothing else did.Even if she was in unfamiliar territory at least she still had this, she thought. They couldn't take cooking away from her.As the buns baked in the oven, she sighed, knowing she could no longer avoid it and with dragging

ESMEEsme was having the dream again.The one she’d been having ever since she stepped foot into this territory.The endless screaming…The deep, dark void…A voice, shouting, screaming her name…“Esme!”The words jolted her. She tried to reach for it, that anchor, this person… they could save her but there was no one…Then suddenly she felt warmth encircling her. A peace invaded her being that she’d always sought for. Tingling sparks erupting beneath her skin.“Hmmm,” she murmured in pleasure and chased after that feeling even when it tried to move away.“No,” She couldn’t let it go away, not when she needed its comfort now more than ever. So she held it tighter and in the process, somehow, her lips touched something soft, something firm.The contact sent a zing down her spine, sinking and pooling into places it had no business sinking into. Her nipples tightened and her body warmed.Whatever this was, whatever was happening, she liked it. So she pressed further.Tongues entangled, h

KYRIOSKyrios closed the study door with a loud bang, running his fingers over his hair in frustration.What, with the sinister threat of the rogues and a possible mole in his pack, it was driving him and his wolf up the wall. Tensed, he walked over to his bedroom, already forgetting about the roommate he shared his top suite with.Getting into the shower, the hot water sluiced his skin in riveting waves, as he lowered his head to the glass wall.But try as he might, the hot water did nothing to calm the tension riding his shoulders. His wolf prowled within him restless and it set his teeth on edge.[will you calm down?!] he snarled to his wolf through the link that connected them both but his wolf simply growled fiercely at him and continued its pacing.“Fuck!” He swore, leaving the bathroom angrily and going to the kitchen. On his way there, his eyes caught on the bedroom to his right, the one the spitfire occupied.The door was shut fiercely close, and it seemed like a taunt to the