Novels by Mirabella Writes

IRIS~•~ After the maid, Danika, left, I was on my own for most of the day. She only came in to serve me lunch when it was afternoon, and packed the plates from breakfast. Yes. I had forced myself to eat. The thought of being stubborn and saying I would not eat until I was freed from the shackles I was put in crossed my mind, but I was too hungry to be stubborn, at least for that day. Danika helped me run my bath with warm water, and set out a sky blue dress for me to wear. She offered to get my hair ready, but I wanted to leave it the way it was. I did not want Damon Maddox to return and get the wrong ideas about everything, including why I was there. She also helped me apply a strange scented ointment. I had noticed my bruises disappeared minutes after it was applied, and my skin was as smooth as before. It bothered me, I never knew an ointment that worked that fast existed. I sat on the bed and stared at the ceiling for hours on end. With nothing to do and nowhere to go - see

IRIS~•~ I pulled the duvet over my body immediately the maid stepped in. My lower body was bare, and my panties dangled from the edge of the bedside drawer. I stretched my hand to it, and stole it back while Damon was speaking to the maid.When I had safely hidden my underwear beneath the duvet, I looked up at the maid. The heat at the surface of my cheek was yet to reduce. I frowned and cupped my rosy flesh, rubbing it with my palms to see if it would help me stop blushing. Damon flashed me another wink, before he stepped out of the room. My heart skipped several beats at once whenever he looked at me. It sucked. I fixed my gaze on the maid. Frozen, she stared wide eyed at the ground. The tray in her hands shook while her hands trembled. I feared she would fall to the ground with the way she stood. I could only wonder why she was so scared of Damon. He couldn't be that frightening, could he? Yes, he was clearly a psychopath who derived joy in kidnapping females, and forcing th

DAMON~•~ Fuck! I swear I wanted to rim my cock into her, there and then. Staring at her sweet and juicy pussy, and fighting to pull away from was not an easy feat, but it was something I had to do. A challenge I had to give myself, and one that I had to win. She was here because I wanted to punish her. I had promised to ruin her life to the best of my abilities, and I intended to do so. With the right skills and tactics, I would have her begging to be thrown off a roof, before a week. She saw the kiss we shared as "just a dare", but it was much more than that to me. It was the start of something new, a means for me to bond and link with my Lycan. I was going to punish her for making a joke out of me, and trivializing my feelings in such a manner. I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, and closed her legs shut. I needed to get the sight off my face if I was going to succeed in my plans. I pushed her away from me, and heard her let out a sharp groan. I smiled to myself. I reache

IRIS~•~ Where am I? That was the first question I asked myself once my eyelids slowly parted to reveal the bright white light in front of me. Everything seemed fuzzy, a little cloudy. The light above me only sought to blind me more. I struggled to turn to my side, but my entire body felt sore. My neck could hardly move on its own, and it took a lot of effort before I could finally part my lips to heave a sigh. "Where…?" I muttered to myself. "Where am I?" "You're awake. Good." The deep baritone of the familiar male voice in the room, caused me to spring up from the bed. I pulled my body up with a force and strength I had not known I possessed. I found HIM seated on a chair, right leg crossed over the left as he watched me. There was something different about him. His aura still carried the same deadly stench it always did, but what had changed was his look. I tilted my head to the side, before I could figure out what it was. His hair flowed freely down his shoulders. He did

DAMON~•~ My jet touched down on my private airstrip at exactly 1 am the next morning. My guards got down before me. I climbed down the stairs, and placed my feet on the solid ground. We had just landed on one of my most recently acquired properties; an island somewhere in southern America. I called it Adonis, after my home. My new mistress was in my villa, waiting for me. I walked to the car park, where my car was waiting. I wanted to make sure she had landed safely, and she was not giving anyone any trouble. If there was anything I had learnt from Iris Peterson, it was that she was an ear, nose and mouth full. We arrived at my villa thirty minutes later. The car strolled past the gates, and into the building. The driver parked by the side of the fountain, and I climbed down from the car. For some reason, I found myself being unusually excited. I could not wait to see the look in Iris Peterson's eyes when I finally taught her the disadvantages of messing with a man like me. I p

IRIS ~•~ The pitch black darkness around me slowly dissolved into a bright white spectrum of light as I slowly opened my eyes. My head stung, and my brain felt as though it would split into two equal halves. I could not remember anything that had happened minutes earlier, but I had a feeling I was being pulled against my will to go somewhere…My dim eyes scanned the room around me. Here! I had been picked up from the ground, thrown into a car, and then kept here! It was at that moment I realized I had been laid down on a bed. I sprang up immediately, beads of sweat rushing down my face and neck, despite the air conditioner mounted in the room. I did not know where I was, but it was definitely a rich person's bedroom. White polished walls, and a circular double king-sized bed in the middle - which I was currently in. The white marble tiles on the floor sparkled, lacking a speck of dust. The floor-to-ceiling mirror, and the almost eight feet wardrobe beside it, were just at the