LOGINDean and Sebastian came first. Where Dean was feral like Kade, Sebastian was smooth and charming. Sierra had been planned, though I was terrified I might have another set of twins. She held a bit of the wildness Kade had, but not as much as Willow. Our youngest had always kept to herself, and it had
The humid summer air, with it’s traces of fresh water and wildflowers, had always been my favorite. It was especially fragrant here, in the field of golden grass I often visited. Even as I sat on the thick quilt I had brought along, I longed for the feel of the grass beneath my feet. Rummaging thro
Things were finally settling down, smoothing out into an era of peace that I hoped would last at least a few decades. The party was held at the park in town, so that any and every one could come celebrate. Multiple grills were erected, stereos blasting music into the crowd. Families laughed, childr
“There she goes.” Zayne nodded to himself, a smirk on his face as he watched Tori’s jaw drop. “No—fucking—way!” She shrieked off-key, making her mate’s smirk turn into a full-blown grin. She pulled me in for a cinnamon scented hug, squealing and jumping as a slew of emotions burst within her like
“It doesn’t matter who’s technically the father, you know that right?” Alec broke the silence, his soft voice startling me from the clutches of sleep. “If she wants a DNA test, I’ll agree to it, but it wouldn’t change anything for me.” “Mom and dad used to joke that we were the same soul, split int
Three Years Later My back arched and eyes rolled back as molten pleasure coiled between my legs, increasing with every desperate stroke of Kade’s tongue. My hands were tangled in his hair, tugging him closer while also pushing him away. His snarls vibrated against my slick folds, coaxing unfathomab
Thalia's frantic voice spurred something within me, and I took off in a desperate sprint. My feet slapped against the sidewalk, the sound bouncing off buildings and echoing down the barren street. 'They're werewolves.' Thalia hissed, 'You need to run faster.' I veered across the street and down t
Aurora’s P.o.v One Week Later I had somehow managed to survive the week. Not only was I baking things on my own, Beth let me create some new desserts myself. I experimented with puff pastry, sugar icing, and fresh fruit. Some things turned out better than others, but Beth had a knack for selling.
A good three hours later, we arrived at our office. This particular office was meant to fit many, and sported a round table with multiple chairs. A fully stocked bar ran the length of the wall. The bar tempted others to get comfortable, but they were quickly reminded whose territory they resided on.
"Hey, Amber!" Beth called out, and I turned in response. "Why don't you stay the night at my place?" While I was elated that she asked me to spend the night, the kindness had caught me off guard. I wasn't used to people going out of their way to help me. Why would she want me to stay the night? We







