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60: Love triangle

Autor: Ash Lennox
last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-11-14 06:41:02

WREN

I didn’t sleep well. The sheets felt heavy and too warm and the room too quiet. Every time I shut my eyes, I saw Mason. His face kept flashing in my mind like a reflection I couldn’t turn away from.

The way his eyes looked that day at the beach and the way the wind had caught in his dark hair and that unreadable expression that lingered long after he was gone. It made no sense because I didn’t like him. I didn’t even want to think about him.

But there he was again in my dreams standing s
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  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   104: Final straw

    WREN’S POVI practically floated back along the coastal path. The stars were properly out now and I walked fast despite the dark because my body seemed to have more energy than it knew what to do with. I was going to tell him. I hadn’t fully decided that until I was already walking, the decision had made itself somewhere between Camille’s balcony and the front door. I was going to walk into that cabin and tell Ronan Darknight that he was going to be a father and whatever came after that, whatever it meant for tomorrow and the day after and all the days I’d been so carefully not thinking about , I will deal with it once he knew.He deserved to know. And some reckless, hopeful part of me that I hadn’t fully silenced yet wanted to see his face when I told him. I want to know what expression a man wears in the half second before he had time to arrange it into something more careful.The cabin lights were on,spilling out onto the path. I slowed as I got close, catching my breath and pres

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   103: Pregnant?

    WREN’S POVWe’d been on the balcony long enough for the stars to start making their arguments known when it hit me like the things my nurse brain had been filing away and politely ignoring for days suddenly deciding to present their findings all at once.The nausea yesterday morning. The exhaustion that had gone deeper than a hangover warranted. The fact that I haven’t seen my period in over a few weeks and thought it was just the change of environment. Also the way certain smells had been hitting differently this past week, the coffee that I used to inhale and now approached carefully, the way the boat fuel at the dock this afternoon had turned my stomach in a way it absolutely should not have. The tenderness that had nothing to do with anything else.I went very still. Camille was mid sentence about something, I’d lost the thread of it and she stopped when she registered that I’d stopped responding.“Wren?”I was counting backwards. “Wren.” Camille sat up, her feet coming off the

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   102: The cove

    WREN’S POVThe cove tired us out in the best way. We got back to the cabin sometime in the mid afternoon, sun warm and salt scented and loose in the way that only a day on open water could make you. My hair was a complete situation. I’d given up on it somewhere around the second hour and let the wind do whatever it wanted.Ronan didn’t seem to mind. He’d been quiet on the ride back. Not the withdrawn quiet of earlier weeks, not the calculating silence that used to sit between us like a wall. This was different. The quiet of someone who was full of something they were holding carefully.I’d sat beside him on the boat rather than up front, close enough that our arms touched and neither of us moved away.We showered separately, which was a whole decision that neither of us acknowledged making. I came out first, dressed in a sundress that was soft and yellow and required very little thought. I sat on the bed towel drying my hair while he showered.The sound of the water running felt like

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   101: A quick one

    RONAN’S POVMy lips fused on hers. They were so soft, warm, tasting of salt and sunscreen. It was supposed to be a quick kiss, a brief, affectionate touch but it wasn't. It was a spark, a flicker of flame in dry grass and it ignited instantly everywhere in my body. We both knew it was something we need like oxygen because we have a timer. My hands were on her waist pulling her closer, my body responding with an immediacy that was shocking. Her arms wrapped around my neck, her fingers tangling in my hair pulling me deeper into the kiss.The boat rocked gently beneath us in soothing motion that was so different with the frantic, desperate energy building between us. I could feel the heat of her body through the thin fabric of her bikini along with the the rapid beat of her heart against my chest."Ronan” she gasped, her voice a breathy whisper against my lips. "Someone might see.""Let them” I growled, my hands roaming over her body loving every curve and dip. "I don't care."I backed

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   100: The boat

    RONAN’S POVWren was sitting at the vanity when I came back into the room. She is working through her hair with a wide tooth comb and losing the battle with a knot somewhere near the ends. I watched her for a moment from the doorway.She hadn’t heard me come in or if she had, she was ignoring it with the focused energy of someone engaged in a private war. Her auburn hair fell past her shoulders in loose waves, catching the morning light coming through the curtains. I have always loved her hair. Deep red and brown and threads of something almost copper, depending on how the light moved.She tugged at the knot then winced slightly. I crossed the room and took the comb from her hand. She looked up at me in the mirror, surprised.“You keep doing that” she murmured looking at our reflection in the kirror.“Doing what?”“Taking over.”“You were losing,” I said, starting at the ends the way I’d learned, working through it carefully.She watched me in the mirror with those brown eyes, warm an

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   99: Hickeys

    WREN’S POVI woke up wearing his shirt. The grey, soft worn one that had no business being as comfortable as it was. It fell to mid-thigh on me and smelling so completely like him that Ashley had been purring since before I was fully conscious.I lay there for a moment doing nothin BUT existing in the warm wreckage of the bed, listening to the ocean and the distant sound of movement from the kitchen. Then I remembered yesterday as if I could forget it. The heat that crawled up my skin at the memory made me press my face into the pillow and do something embarrassing that was halfway between a laugh and a groan. I want to do it again and again and the mere thought has left me wet. This is way worse than being in heat I swear down. Eventually I made myself get up, padding to the bathroom on legs that had opinions about the previous twenty four hours. I clicked the light on and stood in front of the mirror and pushed the shirt off my shoulders enough to see.I went completely still. The

  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   68: Club night

    WRENThat night I decided not to overthink anything as I stood in front of the mirror for a long time not because I was unsure of what to wear but because for once I wanted to look at myself without asking who I was doing it for. Not Ronan or for the island but just me. I chose a dress that felt

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-04
  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   65: Pack house night

    WRENBy the time we reached the pack house, I was barely holding myself upright. My body felt hollow like something essential had been scooped out of my chest and left behind somewhere between the cabin and the long road here. Camille unlocked the door and stepped inside first flicking on the ligh

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-04-03
  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   50: Choices

    WREN. The growl didn’t stop. It only deepened vibrating through the sand beneath my feet and the water lapping against my skin, a sound so raw and primal it made every hair on my body stand on end. My heart raced as I turned my head slowly afraid of what I would see though I already knew.Ronan st

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-29
  • My Step Daddy’s Holimate   48: Falling

    WREN. His breath was hot against my skin and the weight of his presence sank into me like gravity. His shift back to human form had left him naked but Ronan had never needed clothes to make him intimidating. There was something about the way he loomed, always taking up space (my space) that had m

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-28
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