Novels by Kitty Kash

HunterI pushed my back against the rock, pressing her breasts to my chest. Her hands were tangled into my hair, her lips insistent over mine. Things were steering below and I was already rock hard.Suddenly Blue sat up and began loosening the knot on her nightgown.“Sweetheart, we’re in the open.” I pointed out to her.“There’s no one here, and the kids are asleep. They won’t come outside.” She whispered.“Blue we should...” I began protesting but it was too late.She’d stripped off her nightie, and I watched mesmerized as her round breasts jiggled free. She was completely naked, with no underwear. I swore under my breath. She smiled mischievously at me, pushing her blue hair away from her face, and came to straddle on my lap.You would be fucking stupid to tell your beautiful wife to stop stripping.Blue began stroking herself against the fabric that

HUNTER “Give that back to me!”“It’s mine! Let it go! Daddy gave me that doll!”“It’s not yours, Freya!” Artemis screeched at the top of her lungs, as usual. She loved testing her vocal cords three sixty-five days. My girl could have been an opera singer.“You’re a liar!” Freya screamed back. “Moooommmyyyy!!!”Blue looked at the girls, then turned her attention towards the front and increased the volume of the stereo. “Such a nice song this is.”“You’re going to break the doll!” Freya screamed. “Daddy, tell her it’s mine.”Blue turned the notch up of the volume until the car was vibrating with the ear-splitting sound. “I love this song.” She smiled at me, humming as if the two girls in the backseat weren’t wrestling and yanking at each other's hair.Fights between Arte

Please note* The first half of this chapter is a prequel of the events that took place in the book. * * * Blue I often swam to the shore late at nights when I knew no humans were going to be there. I liked to sit by the rocks and stare at the stars in the sky. Sometimes, I liked to roll in the sand and collect sea-shells to make necklaces and today was no different.When the lights in the beach houses went out, I swam to the shore towards my favorite spot on the rocks. I made sure no human was there just like my brother Apollo told me to and sat down on the nearest rock. Apollo was my most favorite out of all my other siblings because he understood me on a different level. While I sneaked on the beach some nights, Apollo would cover for me and tell everyone that I was meeting my friend Oceana. If it weren’t for him, my family would never allow me this alone time on the beach under the st

Three Years LaterHunterI never thought it was possible for a man to have so much happiness in life, and I definitely didn't think it could be me.Three years ago when Blue went into labor, I'd panicked because it was nothing like I'd ever witnessed or imagined. The pain that she was going through seemed unbearable and I spent the rest of the time cursing myself and swearing to never get my dick anywhere near her. I regretted even getting her pregnant.I could still remember how before being wheeled into the hospital room, she'd assured me everything would be okay with a confident smile on her face and for a minute there I thought I wouldn't see her smiling.

HunterI pressed my lips to hers; I angled Blue's face in such a way that I could properly kiss her. Devour her mouth, I did. Seconds later she was moaning and squirming under my onslaught. Kissing her was hard since her bulging stomach came between us.My tongue ran a path from her ear down to her collarbone. She closed her eyes, sighing as I licked and nibbled her.I held her face leveled with mine, "You." I breathed. "You tortured me for months just because you were scared that something would happen to me again? Well, guess what? That's life and you can't do anything about it.""I'm sorry...Hunter..." her voice seemed pained and before she could mumble more apologizes I brought her mouth down to mine again, drinki

Blue "Be honest with me, Blue. What is our future together?" Adrian asked me a few days after I'd met Hunter in the supermarket.I was stirring a pot; preparing stew for dinner when his question caught me off-guard. I looked straight at him. "What do you mean our future?"Adrian's emerald eyes cut through me, and there was a smug expression plastered on his face which I hated. "How long are we going to play house? Aren't you going to...what do the humans call it...ah, yes, divorce your husband?"I shot him a look. "I would never divorce Hunter. I thought I told you that before and as far as our future is concerned, we've always been friends and that will continue to be."

"My name's Jackson Wolfe, but you can call me Jack. What's your name, beautiful?" I had to be imagining this, right? I mean, Jack can't be sitting here beside me, looking as hot and badass as an action hero, and giving me that panty-melting smile and voice as smooth as silk. Surely, I'd taken my imagination too far, or I'd had far too much to drink. I sipped on my Sangria. Jack's smoldering brown eyes assessed me from above the rims of his glass. Two can play a game. "I don't talk to strangers," I told him. "Oh, come on. Let me buy you a drink at least." He continued. I was acting really tough by not acting desperate but all I wanted to do was curl into his lap and have his mouth over mine. Even thinking about it, made my knees weak. "I already have a boyfriend," I informed him and waited for his reaction. To see the surprise on his face or even disappointment, but he just smiled like a sly fox that he was. "You do, huh

I probably hadn't been to a party in ages; at least not since that Halloween party last year and here I was today, dressed up in a rose-gold sleeveless sequin dress that had a long slit starting from mid-thigh until my ankles. I had a lovely pair of glitter heels to go with it and my hair was just done in simple beach curls. If I should admit, I looked downright fucking hot, excuse me for my crude language.It was my birthday today; I'd just turned twenty-six and Ken was acting as if he had forgotten all about it. He'd called me from work and when I thought he was going to wish me, he'd said he was calling to ask if I was making his favorite dinner tonight. I'd hung up on him mid-sentence.Had he forgotten about all the three-story cakes I baked for him? Had he forgotten how far I always went to call up his friends and set up his birthday party? How about the special edition volumes of the stupid comic books I gifted him all the time? And when it came down to wishing h

Aaron raised his bloodshot eyes towards me and sighed in relief, "Riley, oh thank god, you're here."My mind was reeling with possibilities.Why was Aaron here?Could it be possible that he was the killer and he was trying to trick me into thinking he was the victim? Or perhaps he really was the victim and I was not seeing clearly into this."Aaron, who...who did this to you?"His hair looked like he hadn't washed it in a long time; his fingers were covered in dirt and there were angry red marks of the rope cutting through his skin. His eyes were bloodshot as if he hadn't slept in weeks. As if that wasn't enough, he seemed like he'd been beaten."Riley, you shouldn't be here." He whispered, his eyes darting around the darkroom in a panic. "He could come back any minute. You need to get away from this place."If I thought he was the killer before, the thought left my mind at that time. He was bound to a chair, completely helpless

"Do you think I'm scared of your threats?" Ezra asked. "You can try pulling the trigger, and forget about saving your brother or mine."My fingers on the gun faltered for just a fraction of a second and then tightened around it again. I pressed the gun to his side. "Keep driving to the location."Ezra opened his mouth to say something, and then thought better of it and pressed his lips together; he kept his eyes trailed ahead on the road. And then I noticed as he slowly reached for his phone that was wedged between the seat and his thighs."What the hell are you doing?" I demanded."We need backup, we don't know how far this guy has gone to set us up for a trap in that abandoned place so unless you want us all to be toast, you would let me call Agent Flint."I thought of that for a moment. Was Ezra telling the truth? What if he called Flint just so he could hand me over to the agent so he could be free to go there alone?"You're lying," I sa

"I need your help." I heard Ken's voice on the other end of line. The call was on speakers so Jack could hear every word of the conversation too.My gaze met Jack's who silently mouthed me to say yes to Ken's request."What do you need help with? And where are you right now, Ken? Tell me everything starting from the beginning."Ken didn't give me an answer for the longest minute and I started to wonder if he had hung up the call like last time. "Ken?""Look, I don't know where I am and I can't give you more details. All I know is that I may or may not have much time left. I need you to do something for me.""What?""You will get a text message on your phone right now that has an address. Jackson needs to be there, without the police or the FBI.""Why Jackson?""That's the killer's deal. He would let me go in-exchange for Jackson." Ken said, and then in a soft voice, he added, "I know what Jackson means to you, Riles. If you dec

"Where are we going?" I asked. I was hit with a feeling of nostalgia as I climbed into a black BMW. This wasn't an old car, it appeared new and I wondered if it belonged to Jack or if he'd stolen it."Is this your car?"Jack smiled as he slid behind the wheel. "You ask too many questions, Cotton-Candy." He reached behind me, pulled the seat belt and secured it in place, his face coming close to mine. He pecked my lips and ran his forefinger over my lower lip lightly. "Your lips are swollen, I guess, I'm partly to blame for it."I blushed and looked out the window. "Are you going to tell me where we are going?""I have an apartment that was registered with an alias. You'll stay there for as long as this matter settles once and for all.""No," I said. "Take me home, to my apartment.""I wasn't giving you a choice, Riley.""I know you weren't, but I can't always let you make decisions for me. This concerns my brother. If he is the killer

EMILY Seth's emerald eyes turned a shade darker, glittering in the dim light, his nostrils flared. I watched as his gaze swept slowly from bottom to top, lingering over my chest a little longer."Shut the door." He commanded in a gravel thick voice. I closed the door behind me and stepped inside the room. "Come here." His hand was raised towards me. I walked to him, feeling my heart beating against my chest, desire flickering to life. He put his hands around my waist, standing between his thighs while he was sprawled in the revolving chair. He had to look up at me due to the height difference now. I placed my hands over his shoulders, feeling the heat of his body through my palms. "Emily, this is wrong. You understand that, right?" His voice had a deep baritone, he swallowed, "I'm your housekeeper, and you're..." "I know.""Your family employs my mother." I igno

SETHI guess I could tell Emily the truth, but leave out the important details. She wanted to know about my past, and I knew that she only meant to do that because she was genuinely curious to get to know me, but there was no way I was going to talk about the shit-storm that I left behind in Connecticut. That was a can of worms that I would never open.Moving to Bountyville to live with my mother was meant as a fresh start, and talking about that now just beat the purpose of what I’d initially started out to do.“You told me your dad lives in Connecticut. What does he do there?”“He owns a farm and a small departmental store. I used to help him with both.” I shrugged. “Like I said, nothing special.” I couldn’t meet her eyes, not with the stuff that I was hiding.When I dared a glance towards her, she had a smile on her face as she sipped on her coke. “Did your father remar

EMILY I made a huge mistake. Not only had I been rude to Seth but I'd also called him a man-whore which was completely unacceptable. Seth wasn't mine. I mean at least not now. He hadn't given me any indication that I was his girlfriend so I had no right to say things to him that I had. Things from last night were irreversible. He'd looked hurt, and it killed me when I went to bed. The next day during lunchtime, I'd spotted him with his teammates. His dark brown hair was tousled, a few unruly locks swept on his forehead that were soft and smelled like cedar and woodsy with a twinge of refreshing peppermint. I knew that because I'd spent the night, running my fingers through his hair and smelling it. The next day, I'd sneaked into his bathroom to check the shampoo label and bought the exact bottle just so I could keep it and sniff it occasionally. Seth was just really really good-looking with his strong jawline, kissable lips, a goofy g

EMILYAlice Lutz, the supreme beauty, prom queen, cheerleader, perfect hour-glass figure, and she was super nice. I didn’t have one bad thing to say about her.The car windows were fogged up. I stayed there, watching the car pull out of the parking lot and zoom off.My throat clogged up as different scenarios played inside my head. Seth and I weren’t exactly exclusive, at least we hadn’t had any kind of conversation that would suggest it but I thought it was obvious we wouldn’t fool around with someone else while we did it with each other.He’d also sworn off from having sex with me so maybe he was making sure he was getting it from somewhere else.Tears began welling up in my eyes as I drove home.* * *SETH It was midnight by the time I came back to the studio. I’d texted Emily letting her know that I wasn’t going to make it to

EMILY Indie: He sounds great, Em. I’m so happy for you ❤️Me: This is almost like a dream. I can’t believe this is happening to me. I wish you were here so we could talk and you could give me some pointers over a Frappuccino since you know...you’re a relationship expert. 😏😜Indie: LOL! So what does he look like?Me: His hair is the color of dark chocolate, and he’s got the most beautiful green eyes. And when he looks at me, I think my world stops. Indie: Sounds like a Disney prince. But wait, you said he’s a jock, isn’t he? Me: So? 🙄Indie: Um...Me: ??? Indie: Idk, Em. Most high school boys from our town are assholes so the way you talk about him, he does sound nice but you also know I can sniff bad from miles away.

SETH I was a little taken aback by having Emily’s arms around me. I turned around so we were facing each other.My gaze swept to her collarbone where I’d left a mark on her last night, unknowingly. She gave me a flirty look as she circled her arms around my neck, her dark eyes peered at me seductively.She went up on her lip-toes and pulled my face down to hers, and that was all it took for me to lose control. It proved one thing, that she hadn’t kissed me last night just because we were drunk, it was more than that.Emily might not have the slightest idea about my feelings for her, but at least she was as attracted to me as I was towards her. That was enough for now. Her lips moved insistently over mine, and she smelled just as I remembered.Spring rain, vanilla, and roses.I kissed her harder, sucking her tongue greedily forcing a loud moan from her mouth. I grabbed her ass, hauled her up, and placed her

SOFIAThe blood drained from my face when I heard him say that. It’s like he’d hit me with tons of bricks or threw ice water on my face. Take a pick.“You can’t be serious about this. How do you expect me to sleep with someone just to remove the werewolf’s scent?”Dimitri folded his arms across his chest. “I don’t think we have any other option, Sofia. It’s either that or father will have you assassinated in the house.”“I can’t! Dimitri…”“It is the only way.” He insisted, fire blazing in his eyes. He hated this as much as I did but my brother was powerless when it came to father. “I have already lost my mother because of our father’s temper. I don’t want to lose my sister too. Do you understand what I’m saying?”“But…I already have someone I love. I can’t sleep with someone else.”He came to sit beside me, staring into my eyes, “Is the Alpha alive?”My mind flashed back to the car ride from the prison and the sound of the gunshot. I clenched the bedsheet in my fists, tears streaming

SOFIAAfter the king had lashed out at me, he refused to speak a word. He wanted me gone, and I was glad to oblige. I wasn’t very keen on having the conversation either.As I climbed the stairs to my floor, I could still hear my father screaming at the top of his lungs.“This is unacceptable! She slept with a werewolf! A lycan.” He screeched. “There’s no going back from there.”“Father, it’s okay. As soon as she marries Prince Ivan, everything will go back to normal.” I could hear Dimitri trying to defuse the situation.As much as he hated that I’d slept with her werewolf, he was still on my side. Dimitri tried his best to help me out in the situation.“Son, she bears the mark of the Alpha!”“Yes, I know, but if I explain the situation to Ivan, he’ll understand.”“You should have just finished her when you had her released from prison, would have saved me from the shame.”“I don’t think that is necessary.”“Find a way to get rid of the mark!” The king bellows.“Don’t worry, your majest

SOFIAI stared at my neatly folded prison uniform lying on the bed. It was easier to pretend like I wasn’t leaving. That was the bitter truth I couldn’t run from.We stayed in a bubble for the last few hours. Maverick pulled me on top of him and made me ride him, and while he pumped into me, he let me marvel at his face and hold him. I didn’t even realize when tears began streaming down my cheeks; it was only when he wiped them I realized I’d been crying.He hadn’t said he loved me back and I guess it was okay because these were my feelings; he wasn’t obligated to return them. It would have been nice if he felt the same way, but when I was moved to his cell, he’d been clear that he only wanted a woman to warm his bed and that’s the only reason he was attracted to me.So, I didn’t have a reason to feel so anxious and yet I felt like I couldn’t breathe.He was going to sign the papers confirming that he’d successfully completed his duties as my protector, which also meant that Maverick

SOFIAWhy am I being released from prison?”Typically, if a prisoner was told that they were going to be released from prison, they wouldn’t bother questioning further. Not me. I had another prison waiting for me outside, one that was included in a palace and had rules and regulations which I hated to follow. At least here, I knew what to expect. I could do my job and still be free to do as I pleased. With Maverick’s protection, I had far more liberties here than I did back home.“We’ve got the wrong person. You weren’t supposed to be here, Miss. Volkov and your brother used his connections to make sure you won’t stay in this place any longer.”“But…I—I’m a thief.”Morris shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. You’re free to go.”“Sir, there’s some mistake. You should tell Dimitri that I’m going to be released only after I’ve served my sentence.”“I don’t have the authority to do that. I’ve received orders from my superiors to let you go and this is not in my hands.”“When am I going to

MAVERICK “I liked someone. A human, to be specific.” She confessed. “Where did you meet him?” “He worked for my brother as his legal advisor.” I waited patiently for her to continue. “He and I became good friends. He sneaked me out of the palace sometimes and I got to experience things that I otherwise wouldn’t have. My brother warned me about him but I didn’t listen.” If that motherfucker hurt her, I’d hunt him down and kill him myself. To think that someone would have looked at her and thought of causing her harm made my blood boil. She was insecure and didn’t trust others very easily. This man could be the reason. “There was a party in the palace and humans who willingly let vampires feed on them for favors like money or drugs. I didn’t like what my brother and father practiced so I chose to feed on animals instead.” “I was feeding in a room that’s usually not allowed for human servants to enter but I heard the lock turning and I thought it was someone from my family,

SOFIA I didn’t expect that outburst from Maverick, and definitely not the sudden declaration of ownership. He looked so lost in whatever that he was doing, he wouldn’t even pay attention to me.I wasn’t going to ask him to elaborate on what he’d just said, because that would make things so much more complicated. While Maverick was possessive when he wanted to get things done, he hadn’t told me he had any feelings for me, which was fine, because we didn’t need to complicate matters. Since he’d fought in a fight ring to protect me, he could think it gave him a free pass to own me. If he wanted us to be a thing outside of prison, he had to say it. Instead, he sat in the corner, sulking. My brother probably said things he shouldn’t have, and Maverick wasn’t going to talk. I’d done my hair and wore his favorite lingerie, but it was going to be a waste. He wasn’t coming to my bed. I fed on the blood-bag and downed a bottle of the birth-control potion. I never missed taking it. Pregnancy i