LOGINEvelyn Ithaca, a young single mother, who also happens to be a very powerful witch, relocates back to her hometown in the hope that things would become better for she and her son, Lucas. Well, not only is her ex her son's new school Principal but she happens to begin to develop feelings for Damon, a young dashingly handsome werewolf, who happens to be eight years younger than Evelyn. The love triangle between Evelyn, Damon and Declans happens to not be the only love story in this book as Lucas, Evelyn's son, falls in love with Tilda, a werewolf who turns out to be a lot more than what meets the eyes.
View MoreHis fingers tangled in her hair, his warm breath fanning against her parted lips as he thr*st up into her slowly.
Bailey let out the most strangled m*an, as Kaleb filled her with his g*rth and l*ngth.
This was bad. She wasn't supposed to be sl^eping with her best friend's brother, but here she was with his c^ck deep inside her, and his t^ngue inside her m^uth.
* A few days before *
"Popcorn is done and ready to devour." Mirabella, Bailey's best friend, sang as she jumped on the bed which caused some of the popcorn to spew out messily on the covers.
Bailey giggled and reached out to pick up the mess of popcorn on the covers. The aroma reached her nose and she wiggled it.
"Did half of it burn, Mira? Because I'm only taking in the stench of burnt popcorn." Bailey teased, already knowing that her best friend had burnt the popcorn.
Mirabella laughed and crawled into the bed. They were having a sleepover at Mirabella's place, and Mira was in charge of heating up the popcorn. Clearly, she had failed.
"I swear I tried my best. The microwave hates me, and don't get me started on the popcorn." She defended her suckish popcorn skills with a bit of a whine in her tone, which had Bailey giggling. "Don't laugh! I'd like to see you try!" Mira snorted and playfully pushed at Bailey's shoulders.
Bailey, being a bit dramatic, throws her entire body off the bed.
Bang.
She had not expected to land so hard on the flooring and winced as the cold wood froze her bottom through the thin cotton pink panther shorts she wore.
Mirabella is quick to crawl to the edge of the bed and hovered over Bailey's body. She scans Bailey's figure with concern. "Are you alright, Bailey? I didn't mean to push you so hard-”
Bailey giggled and shook her head. "No, it's fine. You didn't push me hard at all, I was just being dramatic. Obviously, it backfired." She snorted, twisting her body in a way to rub over her bottom.
"Well in that case, I don't feel sorry at all-” Mirabella's words are suddenly cut off when the door to her room is pushed open. They both snapped their heads to face the intruder and Mirabella groaned in annoyance. "It's a girls movie night, doofus. Get out!" She snapped at her twin brother, Kaleb, who only opened the door wider when he heard his sister's words.
"What's going on here? I heard a bang." He said and scanned his eyes over the room until they landed on Bailey, on the floor. His eyes flash with amusement and Bailey grits her teeth. "What are you doing on the floor, flower?"
Bailey narrowed her eyes on his face and glared. She hated that asshat, and she loathed that nickname he gave to her when they were younger, back when she had that obsession with flowers. While Bailey got along with his sister, she could never see eye to eye with Kaleb. They hated each other, it was that simple.
Sensing her annoyance, Kaleb's lips lift to showcase his dazzling white teeth. If it were any other decent boy, Bailey would be fawning over his good looks.
Kaleb was the definition of hot, his dark hair that he was growing out made that impossible color of blue in his eyes to pop out even more. It should be a sin to have such beautiful eyes like his and Mirabella's. They were identical twins, but Kaleb's face was obviously more chiseled and more manly. His jaw was sharp, his nose straight with a slight bump and those bow lips.
Why did he have to have such a pretty mouth for a boy?
Her eyes rolled down the length of his body. Kaleb was not at all bulky like the rest of the guys on the football team, but he was lean and tone and definitely tall as hell. Her head could barely reach his shoulder.
And the way those sweats hung so low on his waist...
Kaleb was every girl's fantasy. Just not hers.
"Eyes up here, flower." Kaleb's voice draws her out of her thoughts and her eyes quickly snap up. Those blue eyes are taunting her across the room and Bailey's glare intensified as she rose off the floor and rubbed her bottom.
Kaleb's eyes fall to her hand and he watches the action with an intensity that nearly had her blushing.
Bailey settles on the bed, hiding her bum from his eyes. "Eyes up here, moron." Bailey said sarcastically while pointing at her eyes. Her retort only had Kaleb's mouth slanting into a cheesy grin.
Kaleb throws a hand on his chest and in a mocking tone said. "Ouch, flower, you hurt my feelings."
Bailey's teeth slammed against each other as she grit them and sent daggers Kaleb's way.
"Okay you two, that's enough. It's getting tiring to hear you two bicker all the damn time. Kaleb, get out of my room, and Bailey, stop plotting my brother's death - even though I'll help you with it." Mirabella huffed and reached out for the bowl of popcorn.
Kaleb rolled his eyes and moved away from the doorframe and entered the room. "I'll leave as soon as I get what I came here for." He said and approached the two girls. Bailey's heart leaped a bit. It only leaped because she had an inkling Kaleb was only coming closer to irritate her more.
"What the hell did you come here for?" Mirabella questions in confusion, her brows knotting as she stares at her brother.
"I need that pack of condoms that mom gave you last week. I know you don't use that shit, and mine finished. I don't want to go to the store and I have a guest coming in five minutes." He outstretched his hands and both Mirabella and Bailey wiggled their noses in disgust. One of the many reasons Bailey hated Kaleb, was for his lifestyle. The guy couldn't keep his dick in his pants, and those girls always whined to Bailey and Mirabella after Kaleb is done with them. Obviously, that was getting annoying.
Mirabella opened a drawer and flung the packet toward his face but he caught it before it could smack against his forehead.
He chuckled. "Thanks, sis. Now, you two - have the best movie night." He taunted and winked at Bailey who gave him a disgusted scowl.
"Just keep it down, and make sure to tape your whore's mouth." Mirabella groaned, already knowing the night was about to get extremely loud, especially when their parents were not here. Tonight was date night.
Kaleb's lips lifted into a smirk and he shook his head. "Now that, I will not do. Again, you two have fun." He turned around and quickly left the room and the door wide open.
"What an a*s." Mirabella groans and moves off her bed to close the door.
Bailey, for the life of her, didn't know why she was always so angry when he had a girl over every time she was here.
LUCAS ()You never know how you feel about something till it happens to you. Since I found out that I was a vampire, well, let's say I have had a great fear for myself. I had begun to think of myself as a monster, even though I wanted nothing more than to experience it. Since I got the bond bracelet off my wrist, I have been very free and peaceful. And happy. Being a vampire had its downsides, of course, no one liked having blood being enticing to you. But there were many good things about it too. For one, I felt like I could do anything. I mean, I could blow the ground and my fist would make its way through. I could run faster than the human eyes could see, and even cooler, I could do this without a soul hearing. It had something to do with vampire nature. There was a way vampires ran… almost as though our feet were too fast that it seemed we ran in the air. Yeah, not the easiest thing to explain. Oh, how could I forget compulsion, my all-time favourite. By j
EVELYNFirst thing in the morning, I left the house and went to the Grandeur Robberise Graveyard. It was where my parents were laid, and their parents before them… and it went on like that. I dropped a rose on Aunt Wallinda’s grave. She passed away when I was seven. I can still recall how sad her death made little Evelyn feel. I sat before the graves of my parents and all types of emotions flooded my mind. Death was a bastard. A dumb, little mean bastard. Though we all hate talking or even thinking about it, it was sad how we knew that we would all fall victim to it. Witch, werewolf, human… even vampires because they were dead but just conscious.Mum would have disagreed with me. She would say that life was more beautiful because we knew that we would die. She would say the temporal nature of life was what made it worth living. As with most things, she was right. A stranger could pass these graves and see them as nothing, but to me, they meant everything. If one had told me when I
LUCAS The flight was a smooth one. No trouble, no nothing as always… but also, no unnecessary delay. That was the bit everyone appreciated. Perhaps it was the flight that brought memories of those very many times Mum and I travelled. All those years she kept having us move because she felt the weather was unkind, or my school was too small, or the neighbours were too lousy, or that she didn't feel comfortable in that region we were. On the real, her problem was that she feared too much for us— most especially, for me. “How are we feeling?” Damon asked as we waited for the cab he hired online. “Finally we are in Dentrodgey. Hopefully, we see Rugatha and get back on a flight.”The cab came and we found ourselves a hotel real quick. Damon was very loaded because he didn't seem to mind spending so much money. We could have easily found a decent hotel that was one-sixth the price this one cost, but I wasn't complaining. We were shown our rooms and Damon told us to freshen up so we coul
TILDA First thing on Tuesday morning, before 6am, Damon drove up to my house to pick me up. Lucas was already there, radiating with smiles like he always does. His sparking white teeth were “picture-perfectly” displayed between his parted lips. The ride to the airport was going to be very long, an hour and a half at a minimum. Even longer since everyone was quiet. Of course, it was obvious that I had no business being here. Lucas needed Damon to drive him to this Rugatha lady and I played no part in this and it was none of my business. If anything, I was bleeding Damon's pocket since he was paying for my flight. Truth be told, I just wanted to go somewhere different and hopefully get some time to think. Term time will be over in two or three weeks, but I needed this little break now. Why didn't I tell George where I was going? For starters, he was the one I needed a break from. I was glad that I was leaving Woodhidge for two days at least. Look, I knew George was a cool guy with
DAMON It was time to speak to Evelyn and I was… scared to my bones. Look, I wasn't scared of her, but rather how she made me feel. How vulnerable I was when I was around her. I walked up to her door and tried knocking several times, but I couldn't bring myself to. What if she gets angry? Why was I even doing this? She would see this as an attempt to get her attention, wouldn't she? Wait… wasn't it?Just as my mind puzzled itself with burning questions, Evelyn opened the door and gazed blankly at me. She bit her lower lip for a split second and all I could think of was taking a picture of her. “You don't plan to spend a year here, do you?” Evelyn asked, taking her gaze to the ground. “Yeah, I have been watching you stand here for over ten minutes now.”“Uh …I—”She cut in. “Come in.”Evelyn ushered me to the living room and there I saw Lucas sitting with a worried expression. He gave me that look that made me believe that Evelyn wasn't going to allow him to go anywhere with me. Or s
DAMON Another day came and I was still going with this teenager's plan. Couldn't say why exactly I agreed to help Lucas, but I was sure boredom played a major role. At least, this sort of promised a little bit of adventure because it was so silly and random. “So you're paying for the flights?” Tilda asked, already knowing what the answer would be. “You are rich and bad with money, so you won't have a problem paying, will you?”“I don't mind paying, your Royal Highness," I taunted her, Mason joining me laughing at her for no solid reason.Tilda was a tough character and it was fun having her around. Really, it was. Also, she was a little too mature for her age, but that wasn't why I envied her even though she was younger than me. The thing was, Tilda had a very strong personality and it was hard to see her let anyone impose their thoughts or beliefs on her. She was only a teen, but everyone knew this already. Any other girl, whether werewolf or human, that was almost molested would






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