Julian the Alpha King has a secret. One night when he goes to save some of the humans from massacre, he meets Arabella and feels drawn to her like no other before. However, when she finds out that werewolves exist, she runs from him repeatedly. After all, she thinks he is the big bad wolf.
Tonight is a stranger night than most because the moon is set so low that it looks like you could touch it if you raised your hand into the air. It's already so big that it looks a lot larger than it normally is, and in a few days, it will be a full moon. That full moon will be so huge that it will block out most of the night sky. What is even stranger, is the fact that it is extremely hot out for May and the air is so thick with moisture that everything feels slick as I sit in my reclining chair.
I stare out the window with an odd feeling of anticipation running through me. Perhaps it is because I sense something not quite right tonight. Or because there is danger in the air, and it is almost explosive.
With my eyes glued to the woods in front of me, I silently watch a fawn follow its mother through the clearing. Sitting forward a little in my chair to get a better look, I watch as both the mother and the fawn move further. When they do, they move so deliberately that they too seem to sense the presence of danger as it seeps throughout everything. As they approach the edge of the woods, the moment the mother relaxes, the wolf attacks.
Attacking with such precision and speed, the fawn has no hope for making it out of this alive. The only thing the mother can ask is that the wolf makes it quick and doesn't let the little one live long enough to suffer. Thinking that this is surely the end for it, I sit back to watch the scene in front of me unfold.
However, something else totally unexpected happens. While sitting there in the darkness, I watch as the mother stands her ground and refuses to leave her little one to be torn to shreds by the predator. Instead, she stares the wolf in the eyes and dares him to attack her.
Shocked, I look on as the wolf retreats when it sees that it doesn't have the upper hand. Then I murmur to myself, "I'll be damned. If I could just find a woman like that who would sacrifice herself for the ones she loves, I would give her the world, the moon and the stars."
"Knock"
"Knock"
Hearing the knock at the door, I unfold my numb legs before standing up and walking over to it. "Who is it?" I ask with a gruff tone as I feel a bit irritated that someone bothered me while I was enjoying some quiet time before dinner.
These times seem so few and far in between when I have so many people vying for my attention. I shake my head and open the door rather violently while glaring at the woman from just a few feet away. She stares at me with wide eyes and then steps back before stating in a shaky voice, "It is dinner time Julian, I was told to come get you as soon as it was ready."
Immediately feeling bad, I change my whole disposition before speaking again. In a soft voice, I say, "Yes. I am sorry to scare you. I will be right down in a minute or two. Can you please tell them I am just getting ready?"
Hesitating for a moment, she looks me in the eyes and answers, "Yes, but please hurry. Alpha Roderick sounds rather irritated and there is no telling what he might do if he has to wait for too long before eating." I watch as she turns on her heels and walks to the stairs.
She stops and turns her head to give me a glance and a smile before making her way down to the kitchen to relay the information. I assume she does, because I hear Alpha Roderick head up the stairs with anger on his face and quickness in his step. He is looking for a fight and if he isn't careful, he will get one.
When I head out of my room, I almost run right into him. Turning around, Roderick cries out, "Man. Can't you hurry up? I am starving and we have something to attend to tonight as soon as we finish."
Glancing up into his angry face, I ask with a cool tone, "What are you talking about, may I ask?"
"I will tell you more after the meal, but apparently there will be a situation that needs handling. Through various sources, I have found out that The Wind Walkers Pack has decided to hold a rave and trap unsuspecting party goers for their next meal. Surely we must stop them before it draws too much attention to ourselves." He glances over at me with a worried look on his brow while stating the facts of the problem.
Nodding, I think about what I must do next before sitting down at the table and eating dinner. Just before pulling out my chair, I quickly look over at Roderick and declare, "As soon as we are done, we will gather everyone and leave to stop this massacre before it goes too far. They should know that I don't tolerate this kind of behavior."
When everyone at the table notes this, they all wait for me to sit before they do. Then once all the food has been eaten and everyone's appetites have been satiated, I stand up and state to everyone, "It is time. Grab your things and let's go do some damage control."
Right before I walk out the front door after everyone else, I hesitate for a moment to wonder why of all times do they dare to try my patience? Could it be the sheer fact that I have been quiet for so long and haven't shown authority? Must I?
Thinking to myself, I stand there contemplating this in deep thought. "No matter what, the humans must be protected at all costs. No one must ever figure out that we really do exist. Because the consequences of that realization in the humans, would be catastrophic to our species. They would hunt us down like they did with common wolves and almost eradicate us."
After shaking my head, I shut the door behind me and then as everyone waits, I walk to the truck and climb in. While turning it on, I put it into gear and look in the rearview mirror for a split second before murmuring to myself, "Perhaps this is what has me so on edge or maybe it is something entirely different."
As I drive to the rave with everyone else following in the caravan, I get a strange sense that there is more to this then what everyone is saying.
"Rolling my eyes, I turn to see an extremely handsome man with short, styled, black hair staring back at me. His eyes are so dark brown that it appears that they are black. Even though I usually don't like men with a beard and mustache, he looks so hot with it, that I would melt in his hands if he touched me. This man oozes sex from every pore of his body. So much so, that when he accidently brushes my cheek with his hand, goosebumps instantly form on my arms. When I continue to stare at him, I notice that he glances down at my dress and just stares. Realizing why, I try to fold my arms across my chest, but he is standing so close, I can’t move without touching him." Dani as her family calls her lovingly, has always been the quiet mousy type. She lives her life through books, while everyone else lives their lives to the fullest. Always watching the world around her, she never quite is able to command the attention of anyone except for her friends and family. When she finds out that she has to get a job to survive, she goes to the city and ends up working under Mr. knight. Getting more than she bargains for, in the end is she naughty or nice?
My Nightmares. Take a journey with me into my collection of short horror stories. Over the years, my dreams have always scared me so much that I had a hard time sleeping at night. So, one day I decided to create new stories from my deepest fears. From Vampires, monsters, witches and ghosts to stories that seem normal but are just a little off, I hope my stories chill you to the bone as much as they do me.
10 years earlier, Jason Hathaway drives down a dark deserted road on his way home from his nephew's birthday party, when he sees a red haired woman walking along the side of the road. Picking her up, he finds out that she is not what he thinks she is. Instead, he ends up losing his soul. Spending the next 10 years of his life looking over his shoulder, he eventually comes to the realization that the only way to get his soul back is to kill her. Along the way, he finds out that she is just playing a game. So, now the question is, does he find and kill her or does she haunt him for eternity? Find out in The Soul Eater who wins.
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?