A Proverbial Tropic Storm.

He had pushed me onto the bed and ripped off my pants – along with my panties. Instantly I was wondering what would happen next. Every time is a surprise with him, and this time was no different. I had not a single inkling of his plans. Fine by me. I love surprises. I lay … Continue reading A Proverbial Tropic Storm.

Old Habits. (2)

The duo were attending a gala. Chris was sporting a stunning three piece — black on black on black. It made Jane weak in the knees. The sight of him was almost enough to make her want to go. Almost. She would much rather be in their cozy home snuggling with the dogs and curled up on … Continue reading Old Habits. (2)

Head Start (3…FINALLY)

A feral growl ripped from Christians throat. His lips curled into a wicked snarl. His lips cruelly twisting as he forced her legs apart. Making sure his grip remained unyielding at her throat, he released her other hand and slid his own down her body. Roughly grabbing at her gently sloped breasts. The shirt. He … Continue reading Head Start (3…FINALLY)

A Witch and a Lycan: episode dos.

School was a drag. University was boring. The campus full of idiots thinking themselves as intellectuals. Most of the time Raven could sit by and let her mind silently roil in rage at their ignorance. But she was heated after that encounter with that lycan. That fucking lycan. A growl rumbled in her throat. Her … Continue reading A Witch and a Lycan: episode dos.

A Witch and a Lycan: episode uno.

A haughty, arrogant, bitch. She knew she was. Knew it full well. It's what made her so damn fucking enticing to him. He was fatally attracted. He always found magic fascinating. And knowing she was a witch...well fuck. Did he need any other explanation? Her hair flowed. Cascading down her back in a stream of … Continue reading A Witch and a Lycan: episode uno.