Cassie wasn’t happy when she got her first mate. Then she got a second mate. She’d give anything to have no mates; that is until she meets someone who once had the same fate as her. Instead of running from it, Cassie is told to embrace it and make her own choices. That is exactly what she plans to do, but how can she make choices when she never seems to have all the details? Something more is happening, and this time, the wendigo are not part of it. The peace Cassie brought between the two clans is very thin. She must work quickly to find a solution, but there always seem to be more questions than answers. Views: 274
They say the best way to get over a broken heart is a random hook-up. So my new BFF is dragging me to a bar. All I have to do is wear a slutty dress, choose a dude, and do the deed, right? The thing is, this isn't me. I'm the good girl -- the one who has sex for love. But, since the love of my life is shacked up with someone else, I guess it's time to move on.
One night, one time. That's all. I'll have a clean slate.
A guy with a sketch pad, sitting alone, catches my eye. I'm a sucker for the artistic type with dark hair and bright blue eyes. Soon we're in his hotel room doing things I've never done. His smoldering body, perfectly toned with hot skin and a firm touch, has my mind reeling with the things to come. We're both naked and glistening with sweat, breathless.
And then he darts, right before doing the deed, abandoning me in his room. He doesn't return.
A week later I see him again, and realize that he wasn't just a random guy--he's my teacher. My heart clenches at the massive mistake, and I still don't grasp the extent of it. I should have run and never looked back.
Genre: NA
Type: Serial, 3 of 7
Series: Ferro Views: 270
Getting shot wasn't how I expected to end my Saturday night.I had always imagined what my obituary would be. Gemma Abbott - that's me – a witch, a complete book nerd, and an agent for Paranormal MI5, succumbed to the bullet that blah blah blah… nah, I'm not ready to die, which means I have to work hard to live.When a serial killer leaves a trail of dead bodies in the open for humans to find, I have to work fast to bring him in. With every death of a female witch, the ley line's power is mysteriously lessening.Dave, my handsomely nerdy desk friend, is a witch with no magic, but his analysing skills could change the world. Would he be able to help me track down the killer before magic dries up for good? Or, would the killer take us all down with him? Views: 268
Blackmail. Sex. Ferro
There are some mistakes that are too big to fix. I’ll never recover from this one. Damn it, I called Bryan an addict and treated him worse. Maybe it was wrong for him to approach me the way he did. Maybe it wasn’t right for Bryan to just take what he wanted, consequences be damned. I can’t blame him, though–not now that I know the truth.
Genre: New Adult Romance
This story unfolds over 5 volumes approx. 125 pages each. Views: 267
I closed my hand around her tiny wrist, yanked her to me to gently place her back against the wall, and crashed my lips to hers.
I kiss her with as much passion as I could give her. Her lips are softer and sweeter now. Tender. I ravish her plump lips in mine and continue to taste her as I feel her lightly tugging at my hair from behind.
Her moans just make my stomach churn in giddiness as she passes the warm palms of her hands down my stomach, grabbing my belt loop to thrust my hips toward hers. And not very gently either. I even feel her pressing her breasts against my chest, knowing just how crazy it was driving me.
Groaning, I suddenly lose complete control of myself and forget all about being nice and good and innocent...
Because with her, I know I’m really learning how to live.
The Delinquent = Evelyn Jo. Born to be bad. She's broken the biggest rules of the law, definitely knows how to play boys, has done plenty of drugs, and is heavily tattooed and pierced.
The Nerd = Zavier Coin. Born a good boy. He's never done a single bad thing his entire life, hasn't had any experience with girls whatsoever, and hates needles and drugs of all things.
What happens when you put these two complete opposites in one house for a full year? Well, you'll most likely get it all; laughs and smiles, truths and lies, tears and jealousy, even fear and hatred, but above all - love? Views: 259
My name is Peyton Lane, and I have no idea who I am.Six months ago, I woke from a coma with no recollection of anybody, anything.My family tells me that I'm a good woman, that I'm loved. It seems I've lived a full, rewarding life, but I would give all of it up in a heartbeat to remember who I was.My mind is a blank slate. Every moment in time wiped clean.But there is one thing I can remember, something I haven't dared to tell anyone about—a mysterious oak tree, a red ribbon, and a vision of drowning.I know the answers I seek lie buried at the bottom of a lake. And that's why I'm here in South Carolina. The memory I have is something I witnessed...So I wonder what it would feel like to remember...remember who I was, but more importantly, remember what I did. Views: 256
