I turn the speaker up as I dance around the room. I pick up my hairbrush as microphone.
"I'm a man who has very specific taste." I sing at the top of my lungs. My hair's almost dry and we towel discarded a long time again. I swing my hips in time with the music. I've actually played the sax to this song for the club one time.Speaking of the club, it's time to start getting ready for work. I strut into the closet. I pull out my black dress and pull it over my curves. Strong hands grab the zip and pull it up. He places his hands on my hips. Feather soft kisses on my jaw turn into cheeky nips down my neck. Reece reaches his one hand up to cup me left breast. He squeezes it softly through the thin fabric. I tilt my head back to moan but his lips capture mine and the sound. He snakes his hand up my thigh which causes my dress to ride up. His fingers stop at my entrance. He teases me with slow circles while going back to nipping my neck. My incoherent notices fillThe bedrooms empty when I get home so I head into the office to find Reece. He's sitting at his desk with his glasses on hunched over a stack of papers. I lean against the door frame and take a moment to appreciate my very sexy mate. He is so fucking perfect. Sometimes I still can't believe he wants me, scars and all. A breeze sweeps through the room and he catches my scent. He looks up with the sweetest smile I've ever seen. Like a child that's just been given chocolate. "Hi gorgeous." His voice still gives me goosebumps. "Hi." I smile back and walk over and he pulls me into his lap with his hands around my waist. "Why are you up so late?" I run my fingers through his silky hair."I was waiting for you to get back safe and sound." I kiss him softly. "You'll never guess what happened today." I pull out of the kiss with my fingers still tangled in his hair. "What?" He asks. I love how he looks at me. "I got a job
I hate the mass gathering of people. It freaks me out just a bit. All these people mean a bigger fire hazard. All these people mean that at least one person is a psychopath or sociopath. All these people mean that someone could start a fire. All these people mean someone might be murdered. The only positive of all these people is the people watching. I sit in my chair at the base of the stage and watch. Watch people coming. Watch people going. Watch the relationships and not relationships. Things that were and are and could be. Things that will happen and might happen and won't happen. Things. I've been told I have an overactive observation and interpretation rate that eggs on my unusually high imagination. Some psychiatrist said I have the imagination of a 5 year old combined with the dark thoughts and life experience of a 30 year old war veteran. But he never said if that was good or not. Maybe it is, until it's not. The ceremony starts and the
I snatch my clothing from the base of the stairs at my full blown sprint. I pull my phone from the heap and check my messages as my footsteps pound against the unfazed monument. Shit! Matteo sent me multiple messages and tried to phone me a lot. I quickly dial his number. "Im so sorry Matteo. Time ran away from me. I'm coming." I say down the stupid thing in my hand. "I had to go Kim. Jordan's in labor. Reece is on his way to fetch you now." He says a little panicked. "Oh my Goddess. Congratulations Teo. You are going to be such an awesome dad. Now get off the phone with me and drive safely back to your mate." I hang up before he has the chance to say anything but I catch his chuckle. I straighten my dress as Reece pulls the car into the parking at warp speed. He gets out the car and walks around to open my door. I learned after the first time I opened it myself that I shouldn't. I was subjected to a 20 minute lecture about how a femal
Reece tosses me onto my feet. Before I even tilt back because I loose balance, Reece's lips are pressed against mine and his arms are around my waist. I waste no time kissing him back and fling my arms around his neck. It's a deep, passionate, toe curling, goosebump, shiver down your spine kind of kiss. The kind of kiss I'll never forget. His fingers run up my back softly to find the zipper of my dress. He glides it down and moves his fingers back down my back, to hook his hands around the back of my thighs. In one fluid motion he picks me up so my legs wrap around his waist. He takes one step towards the bed and a rapid knocking sounds on the door. Reece's growl reverberates through the room, making the windows shake. "I would be here if it wasn't important." Hunter's voice sounds through the door. "There's an massive attack coming through from the west." Reece almost drops me as he races to the door. Hunter and a group of warriors are waiting outside our ro
The light floods in as a command rings out for the end of the fight. I'm covered in blood and gore. Most of my weapons have been discarded in fallen bodies. We begin the trek back through the forest to the castles, picking up weapons as we go. Cradling the injured to make it back to the medics. Cylipso drags her weapons across the floor as she trudges right behind me. She looks drained and heavy. Blood spatters her face and hair. She has a deep gash on her left arm that I tied and patched up with my shirt. She will carry today with her for the rest of her life. I remember my first bloodshed. It started on a stormy summers evening. I was reading a romance novel in the pack library when the siren went off and everyone rushed out the small heaven. Every able body was washed through the sea of people and crashed with weapons to be strapped on. I was in the second grouping of warriors to face the attack. I remember the first enemy I faced. He was tall and had dark
We trudge home trough the thick mud and rain. Silent tears slip from my cheeks. Not for those who were lost but those who still remain. Those who mourn for their loved ones. Mates, fathers, brothers, husbands, sons. I wrap my arms tighter around myself and let out a single soft sob. Hunter silently wraps his arm around my shoulder and tucks me into his side. I don’t let the walls break though. I just lean further into his warmth.He stops dead and when I look up at him, his eyes are cloudy. When they clear he looks down at me.“Reece has been looking for you. He’s pissed.” He says flatly. “I’ve been commanded to return you to him in his study.”“Let him be pissed. There’s more important things than his anger.” I snatch myself from Hunter and continue marching home.The rain falls like a blanket to cover up the blood, the death, in the forest.I know the warriors are close behind to make sure I get b
The rising sun casts a blinding light throughout Reece's office. My eyes flutter open to see Reeces chest and the side of his couch. Last night was… fuuuuuuucccccckkkkkk! It was amazing. We went for hours and it still didn't feel long enough. He felt too far away when we weren't close like that. We didn't have the energy to go back to our room after Reece fucked me on every surface of his office. But being here, like this, it's heaven. The soft sun hits Reece's gorgeous skin, making him glow. His lips slightly curved up as he sleeps. The soft thudding of his heart in his chest against my cheek. I'm so hopelessly and desperately in love with him even though he irritates me with his possessive BS. He's still mine and I'm his and my world is complete. I can't help my fingers running circles on his shoulder. He lets out a sigh and I realise he's either been awake the whole time or I've just woken him up. Those diamond blue eyes sparkle in the sun as they l
Reece’s POV of the ball“Why are we here?” I growl out, tugging at this fucking tie. I know the answer but maybe I can argue my way out of it if Hunter says it. We’re here because a meme we of the royal family has to be present at the new alpha ceremonies and because I’m the Alpha of our pack, I have the chore of attending.“You know exactly why we’re here.” Hunter rolls his eyes at me while we walk towards the hall.“I hate suits.” I grumble.“What about the crown?” Hunter hits me on the back of the head causing the fucking thing to sit skew. I don’t bother straightening it. The girls eat this shit up. And honestly I don’t really care enough to fix it. “Listen, the blah blah bit of ceremony will be an hour tops. We’ll drink whatever’s being poured, you can your pick of whichever girl you like, you can skrew her and then we’ll head
He knew he made the right choice. She is perfect. Kim stands in the middle of the throne room. The power, my power, emanating from her. “Are you sure?” I ask Hermine. “I am. I have chosen his replacement.”A single nod before a send it all. The wind flows across the floor towards her. It flows into her, around her. Both absorbing into her and emanating from her. The power begins to glow. Her skin having a faint gold hew as her halo forms. Gold and glowing. Her eyes golden ringed as she looks at him. “Queen to E6.” Her voice is strong as it returns to its strength. Her entire body returned to its glory. Daragan looks shaken to his core. In an attempt to save himself, he throws his power at her. At least whatever is left of it. Kim catches it and tugs. She tugs him. He falls forwards, grabbing for the stand he sent to her. She pulls. Pulls it closer to her, pulls him down the steps. Pula until he lands
3rd person perspective It must be quite a sight to behold. The Crown Prince of the Wolves; The Leader of the Vamps; The Second Born Princess of The Wolves; The Witch Queen and The Gremlin General marching at the head of an army. They emerge from the forest and March down the hill towards an awaiting band of Angels. The army holts and Roy steps forward. “We wish to speak to The Daemonium.” His voice carries across the valley. Black shadows form around the training grounds and from them rises a Fae Male. “What do you think you are doing on my property?” The male speaks loud and authoritatively. “We simply come for Kimberlee Mylean Ashyver. Hand her over and we will leave peacefully. But a fair warning, we are not afraid of a war.” “You should be.” _________________KimClick click click click click click click click Who could it possibly be now? “Miss Ashyver.” Dereks voice sounds off. I sit up slightly. “You have to eat something, Kim. Please. Something. Anything. Tell me wha
KimThe clicking is so lowly turning me crazy.ClickClickClickClickClickClickClickMy eye twitches in time with the clicking.ClickClickClick“Miss Ashyver.”I can’t help but look up at the voice.“How are you?” The Daemonium. Why is he here?I scowl, the croak in my voice undermines it, “what do you want?”He crouched down to be eye level with me on the floor.“I think it’s time to re-integrate you and start your training again.” He says calmly.“How about you go fuck yourself and I’ll stay right here.” I spit at him.“Perhaps you aren’t yet fully broken. But don’t worry, I’ll fix that.” He stands. “As of today you will be getting proper me
Calypso“Fuck, Kiaan.” I moan into his ear.He growls be at at me as he push deeper.Training took a bit of a detour today. We decided to go to the outdoor rings for some early morning training. Things got very intense and somewhat heated. And since we’re alone, we let it get heated.My eyes snap open. “Shit!”“Holy fuck!” Kiaan growls back.“I know where it is!” I shout and push him away from me. I push off of the tree he had me pinned to and pull up my gym pants.“What is happening?” My mates stares at me all flustered with his pants around his ankles.“I have to go. But I’ll see you later.” I shout and I run towards the castle.Roy has been wracking his brain for days on where the angels estate could possibly be. He gave us all Honey’s description of what the actual estate looks lik
Kimthe song replaying in my head. All I can think about is the scene in Shrek with Fiona and Prince Charming and Shrek.I stand as I hum the tune. Closing my eyes, I lift my arms to rest on my imaginary dance partner, and slip to a grande ball in an ancient hall with my Prince Charming. I twirl around the balcony.I’m so caught up in my make believe world that I jump slightly as a warm hand is placed in mine and a muscular arm wrapped around my waist.I open my eyes to stare into diamond blue eyes and inhale sharply.“Don’t stop.” He says softly as he sweeps me around the balcony. So I don’t. I keep humming and gliding, never breaking contact with those diamond eyes.Once I finish the song, I take a step back from the stranger. He does not seem pleased because he reaches for me but I’m out of reach.From a
Kim I walk in through the big oak doors to his office. His eyes lift from the papers littering his desk and run up and down my body. I pull the tie of my knee length coat and shrug the leather from my shoulders to reveal nothing underneath. His eyes darken but he makes no effort to move. Making my way around the desk, he pulls his chair out so I can half lean half sit on the desk in front of him. He looks up at me with nothing but a predatory gaze. Running his eyes from my heel clad feet up to my dead serious eyes. His hands find my hips and he props me properly on the desk while standing. His gaze drifts down my body once more before locking on my eyes. "You never cease to amaze me." He leans forward and kisses me. It's slow and deep and claiming. He tastes like whiskey. I arch my back into the kiss. Into his body. We fit so well together. He laces his fingers through my hair and tugs so he has better access to every inch of my mouth. My fingers pop each
Kim ‘I was listenin' to the oceanI saw a face in the sandBut when I picked it upThen it vanished away from my hands, down’ Mom and dad! Look! Maybe if I wave my hands they’ll pay attention. I can do a jump in the water. Like a dolphin. Mommy is so pretty. Her hair goes curly when she gets out the sea. Dad loves touching mommy’s hair when it goes curly like that. Dad loves Mommy. ‘I had a dream I was sevenClimbing my way in a treeI saw a piece of heavenWaiting in patience for me, down’ Dad! Look! Maybe if I move out of the leaves he’ll see me. Look how high I am. Woah. It’s so pretty from up here. I can see the whole world. Maybe one day I’ll actually get to see the whole world. But I can’t leave Dad. Not when he misses mom so much. Not when he still loves her so much. ‘And I was runnin' far awayWould I run off the world someday?Nobody knowsNobody knows, andI wa
KimThe clicking of boots against the damp stone let me know nothing in particular. In the time I’ve been down here there, the clicking boots could mean 1 of 3 things:1) someone is bringing me scraps2) Derek has come down to talk to meor3) The Daemonium has sent someone to beat me“Miss Ashyver.” Skits across the walls. So number 2.I don’t bother with a response or moving from my slouched position in the corner of the cell.Scraping of metal replacing the clicking makes me look up. A plate in front of me catches my eye. I look up and into Dereks eyes.“Don’t look at me like that.” He says softly.I say nothing.“You brought this on yourself. You should’ve just listened and followed him. You could’ve just…” I cut him off.“Done what you did? Been a coward?” It’s
RoyIt’s been three days since Kim’s been into work. Three days and no word. Not an email, call or text and I’m starting to worry. It’s not like her. She lets me know if she’s going to be two minutes late because they got caught in traffic but she doesn’t show up for three days and says nothing? That’s not like her.“ROY!” Kira shouts. She sounds panicked. “ROY!”I stand from my chair and rush out my office. She’s running towards me.“You have to come, quickly.” She grabs my arms and then turns and drags me towards the elevator.“What is going on?” I’m now running with her to the elevator. She presses the parking button and the elevator doors close.“It’s Matteo. Someone dropped him in my parking space. He does not look good , Roy.” She rushes out of the elevator. “I’m so luck