Twigs snapped under his feet as he ran past trees in the forest, as he called it. He had a lot on his mind and he needed his usual morning exercise to clear his head. Last night had been wasted trying to get his brother away from trouble with humans. He was so deep in thought that he ran past the safety sign on the cliff and flew legs first onto the river below. “Ahh!” he screamed as the cold water touched his skin. “Damn it!” he spat out water and started swimming toward the bank with strong strokes that would have left any human nearby terror-stricken due to the inhuman strength with which he swam to dry land. I'm lucky to be a lycan, he thought; no human would have survived such freezing water. He was now standing on the shore flexing his muscles to get warmth into them when he picked up his brother's scent. Raphael! he called "over here! the words were barely out of his mouth before his youngest brother sauntered into the open shore closely sheltered by trees on either side
Ruke had long left the restaurant and was making his way home, he drove calmly through the traffic halfway to his home, he decided to wind down his glass just to enjoy the evening breeze. He caught a very peculiar scent and his muscles became taut and tensed, it was the most pleasant scent he had ever perceived and it was coming from the car in front of his, he adjusted his sitting position and started following the car. “The driver must have noticed that they were being followed because the car changed route and took the forest path instead of driving towards my home", I thought Ruke even better. He was a little surprised when the driver made for the forest and, in their eagerness to outdrive him, he drove into a tree. Shit! shit! He rushed towards the car, shifted it from the tree and opened the driver's door. He was met with a powerful kick to the stomach. He was pushed backward with so much force that he slammed into a tree. The driver stepped out of the car looking furious.
In two seconds, Ruke was standing between her and the door. “You are not going anywhere”, Ruke pleaded. I go where I please" she said, dabbing a finger at his chest with every single word. “Mates stay together forever," Ruke said. Raphael and Jake simply folded their hands and watched the drama. “Isn't she hot?” Raphael's mind linked to Jake. They were all taken by her intense beauty and the fire in her eyes did nothing to diminish her attractiveness. Hermione looked at the three lycans. Shecouldn't run, else they'd catch her without breaking a sweat. She'd just had to bid her time. “Okay Lycan," she piqued, " Let's see if we don't get tired of each other. Ruke was a little annoyed that she kept calling him Lycan, but he decided to hold his fire. "Let me take you upstairs so you could get changed”. Hermione followed him, leaving the other two behind. She did not know what to make of them yet. “That will be for another day.” She was so caught up in the thought that s
Hermione awoke to the singing of birds from the trees nearby. She had slept peacefully through the night. She turned and met Ruke’s gaze. "Good morning," she said, stifling a yawn. "You kept to your side of the bed, I suppose?” "Yeah" replied Ruke, getting up. "My car’s still out there, and I need to get my phone “, looking down, she added, “I can’t wear your shirt forever". She slid down from the bed and Ruke couldn’t help thinking how graceful she was with her movement. "I’ll walk you there " he replied. "Best to get going then, “said Hermione. They both left the room and went down the stairs. They were almost out when Hermione paused in her steps. "Where are your parents, “she asked, facing him. "Oh...” he said, caught off guard by the question “they left some years ago”, he smiled, “two lovebirds touring the world". Hermione’s countenance was softened by his answer; "he loved his parents”, she thought". "They must be happy then,” she said. "They most certainly are"
(The Witch Sisters)Hermione noticed a new car she had not seen in the garage parked outside, right in front of the magnificent house. She pointed this out to Ruke.“Must be the witches“ he replied, and when Hermione raised her eyebrows he added, “old family friends, their mother was a Japanese witch and their father a Lycan."“They got the witch gene?” Hermione asked, seemingly interested.“They have heightened hearing and are stronger than the average human. But they’re incapable of turning because their witch side is more dominant, their dad had a fit and almost killed the girls. Luckily, our parents rescued them and their mother. She died a few years ago.“It must be hard for them to lose their only family", Hermione added, looking sad.“Oh don’t worry, they are badass witches,” Ruke added, smiling. "They can take care of themselves alright".“Yeah, I guess so” she added as they got out of the car. They walked in and were greeted by an ear-shattering scream.Two beautiful wom
Hermione still hadn’t looked away and Ruke suddenly became hot. He matched her gaze and thought he could hear the cogs in her brain working. Her heart hammered against his, he felt her soft flesh against his rock-hard chest. It was as though time had stopped for both of them,and then, with a soft groan, Ruke’s lips came crashing down on hers with so much passion she felt her knees melt.Hermione gasped for breath, grabbed a fistful of his hair and deepened the kiss. Ruke gave a guttural groan and ran his hands down hermione’s back. The sound that left hermione’s lips had Ruke almost running mad with passion. Hermione’s hands left his hair and travelled down to his chest. She moaned as her hands met strong muscles. Ruke had had enough,his beast was at the edge of hurtling into delirium. He had started the kiss but was slowly losing control when Hermione suddenly stood on tiptoes,placed both hands behind his neck and took the kiss to another level. With a groan of satisfaction,
Hermione looked happier than Ruke had seen her. She had woken up the morning after the council meeting beaming in a sort of bemused, looking around the room as though it were her first time in it. She had walked Ruke to the kitchen, telling him the importance of breakfast on the way. Hermione was surprised to see that Lang lang was already there, cooking breakfast. If there was anything she needed from across the room, she would wave her hands towards it and it would zoom across the room into her hands. “Good morning Lang lang” Hermione sang, looking awestruck at her raw power. Lang lang nodded at her reply, threw Ruke a knowing look, and continued her onslaught on the eggs before her. “I’ll go get the guys,“ Ruke offered and left. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Hermione asked, looking round the kitchen. “Nope,” Lang Lang replied promptly “I’m almost done anyway." She walked to the fridge and reached out a hand to open the door, then she paused, and turned towards
Hermione swore revenge under her breath and started swimming furiously round the pool. Ruke chuckled quietly and was amused beyond words by Hermione’s reaction.“Why don’t we have a competition“, Ruke suggested.Hermione paused in her action and stared at Ruke “Really? So what’s in it for me” she asked malevolently, a fake smile on her face.“If I win, you get to do whatever I ask “he paused, “and if you win, the same goes for you“ Ruke finished, looking at Hermione with an engaging look.“Then it’s on” Hermione replied.They both made their way to one end of the pool."How do we know when to start?” she asked.“At the count of three then,” Ruke replied, “two laps, we swim to the other end and back.”Hermione nodded, looking determined.“Let’s count then” said Ruke.“1..2...”and at “3” They both dived into the water, Hermione pushed off powerfully and swam forwards with powerful strokes.She got to the other end of the pool first and gracefully turned,pushing off from the wall of th
Hermione looked happier than Ruke had seen her. She had woken up the morning after the council meeting beaming in a sort of bemused, looking around the room as though it were her first time in it. She had walked Ruke to the kitchen, telling him the importance of breakfast on the way. Hermione was surprised to see that Lang lang was already there, cooking breakfast. If there was anything she needed from across the room, she would wave her hands towards it and it would zoom across the room into her hands. “Good morning Lang lang” Hermione sang, looking awestruck at her raw power. Lang lang nodded at her reply, threw Ruke a knowing look, and continued her onslaught on the eggs before her. “I’ll go get the guys,“ Ruke offered and left. “Is there anything I can do to help?” Hermione asked, looking round the kitchen. “Nope,” Lang Lang replied promptly “I’m almost done anyway." She walked to the fridge and reached out a hand to open the door, then she paused, and turned towards
Hermione still hadn’t looked away and Ruke suddenly became hot. He matched her gaze and thought he could hear the cogs in her brain working. Her heart hammered against his, he felt her soft flesh against his rock-hard chest. It was as though time had stopped for both of them,and then, with a soft groan, Ruke’s lips came crashing down on hers with so much passion she felt her knees melt.Hermione gasped for breath, grabbed a fistful of his hair and deepened the kiss. Ruke gave a guttural groan and ran his hands down hermione’s back. The sound that left hermione’s lips had Ruke almost running mad with passion. Hermione’s hands left his hair and travelled down to his chest. She moaned as her hands met strong muscles. Ruke had had enough,his beast was at the edge of hurtling into delirium. He had started the kiss but was slowly losing control when Hermione suddenly stood on tiptoes,placed both hands behind his neck and took the kiss to another level. With a groan of satisfaction,
(The Witch Sisters)Hermione noticed a new car she had not seen in the garage parked outside, right in front of the magnificent house. She pointed this out to Ruke.“Must be the witches“ he replied, and when Hermione raised her eyebrows he added, “old family friends, their mother was a Japanese witch and their father a Lycan."“They got the witch gene?” Hermione asked, seemingly interested.“They have heightened hearing and are stronger than the average human. But they’re incapable of turning because their witch side is more dominant, their dad had a fit and almost killed the girls. Luckily, our parents rescued them and their mother. She died a few years ago.“It must be hard for them to lose their only family", Hermione added, looking sad.“Oh don’t worry, they are badass witches,” Ruke added, smiling. "They can take care of themselves alright".“Yeah, I guess so” she added as they got out of the car. They walked in and were greeted by an ear-shattering scream.Two beautiful wom
Hermione awoke to the singing of birds from the trees nearby. She had slept peacefully through the night. She turned and met Ruke’s gaze. "Good morning," she said, stifling a yawn. "You kept to your side of the bed, I suppose?” "Yeah" replied Ruke, getting up. "My car’s still out there, and I need to get my phone “, looking down, she added, “I can’t wear your shirt forever". She slid down from the bed and Ruke couldn’t help thinking how graceful she was with her movement. "I’ll walk you there " he replied. "Best to get going then, “said Hermione. They both left the room and went down the stairs. They were almost out when Hermione paused in her steps. "Where are your parents, “she asked, facing him. "Oh...” he said, caught off guard by the question “they left some years ago”, he smiled, “two lovebirds touring the world". Hermione’s countenance was softened by his answer; "he loved his parents”, she thought". "They must be happy then,” she said. "They most certainly are"
In two seconds, Ruke was standing between her and the door. “You are not going anywhere”, Ruke pleaded. I go where I please" she said, dabbing a finger at his chest with every single word. “Mates stay together forever," Ruke said. Raphael and Jake simply folded their hands and watched the drama. “Isn't she hot?” Raphael's mind linked to Jake. They were all taken by her intense beauty and the fire in her eyes did nothing to diminish her attractiveness. Hermione looked at the three lycans. Shecouldn't run, else they'd catch her without breaking a sweat. She'd just had to bid her time. “Okay Lycan," she piqued, " Let's see if we don't get tired of each other. Ruke was a little annoyed that she kept calling him Lycan, but he decided to hold his fire. "Let me take you upstairs so you could get changed”. Hermione followed him, leaving the other two behind. She did not know what to make of them yet. “That will be for another day.” She was so caught up in the thought that s
Ruke had long left the restaurant and was making his way home, he drove calmly through the traffic halfway to his home, he decided to wind down his glass just to enjoy the evening breeze. He caught a very peculiar scent and his muscles became taut and tensed, it was the most pleasant scent he had ever perceived and it was coming from the car in front of his, he adjusted his sitting position and started following the car. “The driver must have noticed that they were being followed because the car changed route and took the forest path instead of driving towards my home", I thought Ruke even better. He was a little surprised when the driver made for the forest and, in their eagerness to outdrive him, he drove into a tree. Shit! shit! He rushed towards the car, shifted it from the tree and opened the driver's door. He was met with a powerful kick to the stomach. He was pushed backward with so much force that he slammed into a tree. The driver stepped out of the car looking furious.
Twigs snapped under his feet as he ran past trees in the forest, as he called it. He had a lot on his mind and he needed his usual morning exercise to clear his head. Last night had been wasted trying to get his brother away from trouble with humans. He was so deep in thought that he ran past the safety sign on the cliff and flew legs first onto the river below. “Ahh!” he screamed as the cold water touched his skin. “Damn it!” he spat out water and started swimming toward the bank with strong strokes that would have left any human nearby terror-stricken due to the inhuman strength with which he swam to dry land. I'm lucky to be a lycan, he thought; no human would have survived such freezing water. He was now standing on the shore flexing his muscles to get warmth into them when he picked up his brother's scent. Raphael! he called "over here! the words were barely out of his mouth before his youngest brother sauntered into the open shore closely sheltered by trees on either side