LOGINKalix froze. In fact, I was pretty sure we all froze. “My wife is pregnant?” “Yes.” Natasha nodded. “With my baby?” “No, the mailman’s.” She snorted, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Who else would it be?” “I’m going to be a father?” A giggle bubbled past her lips. “That’s typically what happe
I recognized the look on Kalix’s face whenever his sister and Shayla were in the same room. The mixture of awe, terror, and bliss was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. We had everything we could’ve ever wanted and would do anything to keep it that away. “Where’s Natasha and Hakeem?” Shayla aske
Nox’s P.O.V. Six Years Later “You no good cheater!” I heard my mate belt from across the backyard. Her father’s boisterous laugh followed, drawing my eyes. The two of them stood in the stand pit off to the side of the pool and were currently hitting a volleyball back and forth. Jada and Brinley w
I threaded my arm through his and patted his hand. “Well, now you can focus on other things.” A gleam of nervousness filled his eyes. “So, is everything ready for tonight?” Shayla often mentioned how flustered she’d get by Kalix’s smooth charm, but she was the only one who failed to see how nervou
Mom beamed, tears blossoming in her eyes as she threw her arms around our shoulders. We clung to her side chuckling when Jada raced forward to blot her make-up with a microfiber cloth. “I’m sorry, I’m just so happy. I never thought I’d get to see this moment. Goddess, I’m so grateful. I’ve got both
Lilac’s P.O.V. Three Years Later “This itches.” I grunted, picking at the lace clinging to my rear. “Mark my words, I’m going to have a rash on my ass by the end of the night.” “No scratching!” Shayla smacked my hand away, a playful grin curling at her lips. Since disappearing on a little trip w
Even though there was no magic woven within Nox’s voice, I felt compelled to look his way. He was massive in comparison to the old recliner he sat in, his broad shoulders hunched and a shadow lingering in his downcast stare. I squashed the sympathy that arose and forced myself to observe. He looked
Lilac’s P.O.V. He spun on his heel, clobbering up the rickety steps. The door at the top slammed behind him. Past the throbbing in my head I could hear the tell-tale click of locks snapping into place. There had to be at least five of them, which felt a bit like overkill all things considered. I w
“I’m going to need you to stand.” He instructed.My eyes snapped open to see the rope he somehow had attached to part of the cliff wall, through the shattered windshield. There were inches between the rope and the jagged frame of glass that remained attached to the van, but it was our only option.
Lilac’s P.O.V.“You’re alive. How?” I scanned her head-to-toe as she explained how she and Hakeem had stepped outside to talk last night, only to see the masked men pull up to the house. There hadn’t been enough time for them to rush back inside, leaving them with no choice but to flee into the for







