Morning Kiss

“You’re looking particularly pleased with yourself this morning, love,” Jason said. He stepped into view just as I hit the bottom of the stairs, his smooth, whiskey voice a caress up my spine. “Did my sweet, little human have some

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Possessive Wolf

Ruarc POV: “It’s not y-you, Ruarc.” Her voice broke. “It’s . . . it’s them.” My head snapped around, took in her too-pale face, the nightmares swimming in her eyes. “Who?” She shuddered and her throat worked as she attempted

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Opening Scene

“Is she dead?” Gregory poked a finger through the hole in my aching side and waited for a reaction. I gave none. A familiar, sticky substance coated my skin in grimy layers of dark red, the puddles of blood on

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