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“Are you there?” The voice called out again. Bending over, I tried to cover my important parts as I looked around for the source of the voice. “Holy fuck.” Jet whispered as he grabbed his pants pocked and pulled out his phone. The realization that he butt dialed someone while fucking me on the hood of his car was insane. “I thought you didn’t get reception?” I angrily whispered. “I couldn’t.” He shrugged. Pulling out his phone, I watched his shoulders relax as he put the phone up to his ear. “Hello?” I struggled to get dressed and keep an eye on Jet. His body was relaxed and his head was nodding. “Who is it?” I whispered. Jet glanced over at me and held up a finger. “Okay, thanks.” He said as he hung up the phone. “That was Justina. Just so you know, she said she is scared to hear that.” Jet had a smile on his face. Relief washed through me. I’ll have to buy her a basket of muffins or something. “Did you find out some more information?” I asked. “Yeah, she said there is a goo
Jet POV As soon as her head hit the pillow, her body went limp, and I knew her parents were speaking to her. It is so strange to watch her leave her body and spiritually visit them. The first time she did it, I thought she died. If it wasn’t for the bond, I would have believed it. “Is she okay?” Officer Hops asked, concerned. “Yeah, she isn’t very far along and all this just wore her out.” Kilo curled up next to her. Normally, I wouldn’t leave her body unprotected, but I knew that dog would not let anything happen to her. “Well, we should get going before it gets too late.” Officer Hops started walking out of the room. Walking up to Kilo, I have him a few scratches behind the ears. “Protect her, big guy.” I whispered. It was weird, but I swear he nodded and laid his head down on his paw. He was staring right at the door as I walked out of it. “I got word the tow truck got there already. We can get there and get your bags from the vehicle at the shop they are taking it to.” “
“Time to wake up!” A sickening sweet voice rang in my ears. Caughing a few times, I had to blink and gather myself. My shoulders screamed in pain as my wrist were tied behind my back. I was on a chair that had my ankles tied on the legs on the back. The chair was digging into my thighs, making the circulation in my legs cut off. “Who are you?” I asked. “Madam Natalie is what you can call me.” My eyes were finally adjusting. It looked like a basement of sorts. It was pretty dark, but from what I could see, they crudely hung wooden shelves to the point that I questioned their stability. Small vials sat on the shelves. Some were of different herbs or spices, I assumed. It was the ones with eyeballs and what looked like a webbed foot is what really concerned me. “What do you want with me?” “I want to know why a werewolf is in my city?” “How did you know I was in your city and why do you think I wanted to stay here? Maybe I was passing through.” There was only a single light that
It was like something out of a horror movie, the way her skin bubbles and transformed into another identity. As she got taller, a few more pounds appeared on her belly. Long bleach blonde hair ran to her waist. Overall, she looked to be twenty years older. “Whoa.” I said, kind of impressed. The rest… grossed out. “I get bored with my appearance and change it up.” Her hands were on her hips as she glared at us. “Now tell me who you are and why did my spirits tell me to help you?” “My name is Ivory. I am the daughter of the Moon Goddess and Mother Nature. Their brother, Adron, is the God of the Underworld and has created a hybrid of vampires and werewolves. With them, he plans on killing all the other species and taking over Earth. My mission is to stop him. To do that, I need to get vampires, witches and werewolves to work together.” She looked between us for a whole minute before she spoke. “Are you hungry?” Turning around, she walked to her kitchen that was on the other side o
The next morning, I had the displeasure of the sun’s rays shining straight into my eyes. My eyes burned from lack of sleep. That stupid book kept me up. There was so much new information in there that I was hooked. Basic things that I never even thought about. I only had about a quarter left. Jet was stirring beside me. In an attempt to not wake him, I decided to go ahead and get in the shower. It wasn’t until I was standing in front of the door that I got a whiff of fresh air with a hint of something fruity. Maybe mangos? Pineapples? My hand hovered over the doorknob as I kept trying to identify what I was smelling. Maybe it was dragon fruit? Opening the bathroom door, I stood facing what looked like a jungle. Closing my eyes and blinking, I had to make sure that I was actually seeing this. Turning back around, Jet was still in bed, drooling out of the side of his mouth. When I turned back around, the jungle was still there. Sticking my head in, I was shocked at how much it seem
Penny got up and walked over to her computer. The laptop was already opened so all she had to do was press, accept. “Hello, everyone! We are finishing breakfast so let us move to the livingroom and we can get started.” Picking up her computer, she walked into another room. That must have been our cue that we were done because Ben put his fork down and stood up, leaving his half eaten pancake. Jet and I followed. My nerves started to fly as walked into the room. Penny much have had to rearrange the livingroom because it wasn’t set up to maximize the space but make it so the video could see everyone. Penny had just placed the computer on the coffee table, making us move to the couch directly in front of it. Jet and I sat in the middle of the table while Ben and Penny stood behind us. “I got this urgent message that we needed to have a meeting. I must say, I am surprised to hear from you.” There were five women and one man that I could see. Ages ranged from early 20s to late 80s. After
“Then why don’t you?” I asked, slightly annoyed. I did not just put myself out there for her to have an easier option. “It isn’t always correct. Visions are tricky. They change constantly, based on what you decide. Today, you might decide to get the chocolate ice cream and that would give you heart burn that will last call day or you could stay with yogurt and have a great day. We make choices every day. Even the minor details are significant.” Penny shrugged. “So, giving them a potential false vision would be counterproductive.” I clarified. “Correct. It will be a last resort, but don’t minimize the need for personal conversations.” “After this, you will have amazing contacts. Moving forward, you will be unstoppable.” Ben said. I was unstoppable now, but I knew what he meant. Only Adron had the power to stop or kill me, but after he is dead, I would have gained allies. Allies that will help keep the world in a consistent healthy co-existence. “So, when is the meeting?” Penny a
I think Jet felt danger too. “Nope, I’m awake!” He yelled as he quickly got back in the car. I hadn’t even closed the door when he slammed on the gas. Swerving a little, he finally straightened the car out. Looking back, there were at least a hundred vamloves running towards us. “Oh shit, faster!” I yelled. Jet looked in the review mirror. His eyes widened when he realized we were being followed. “Any help would be great.” Jet said in a strained voice. My mind was racing. I could throw fire balls at all of them. Not enough time to build a wall or something like that. Rain wasn’t going to stop them. Maybe I could blow them back? Using my mind, I waved my hands trying to make more of a tornado like of situation. The car started shaking as Jet had both hands white knuckling it. “IVORY!” he had a strained voice. “Just keep driving!” I yelled. Dark clouds started forming as the vamolves got closer and closer. A few of them leaped, digging into the metal. It sent chills down my spine
Thank you all for reading Opal Eyed Luna! This has been a story that has sat in my mind for a year that I just needed to get out. However, as I wrote it, the story took a turn that I had not expected and it ended up being much longer than anticipated. Since I have read and recieved so much feedback about legnths of books, I have decided to make this part one with a possible part 2 if you readers enjoyed it! I am working on two others right now but I don't feel like I am ready to not see where Ivory and Jet go with her new job title! If you would like to see a book two, please let me know! I love hearing all your thoughts! As always, I do read each and every one of them. As much as I try to like or reply to them all, I have a toddler that I am trying to potty train so it is a little crazy in my house hold! My new book out is called Diamond Eyed Luna. That might be the last in this series, depending if I write a book 2 on this one. It is currently available and I will be posting regu
“We are here to serve you.” Their voice was like ice water running down my veins. “Why can’t Jet see you?” “We could allow him to if you wish?” “Yes.” “Holy moth-” Jet took a step back and wrapped his arm around me. “He is very much your boss as I am.” I said, wanting them to listen to him too. “Understood.” It was weird talking to them. “What is your role? What do you do?” I asked, trying to understand. “We are your servants. When someone needs to pass through, you signal us and we take them there. We are also your protectors. If danger is near, we will tell you.” “That is how Adron was able to always be a step head of us.” I said to Jet in the mind-link. “One of many ways.” Jet replied. “Can you take me to the underworld?” “Sure, if you wish.” One of them said. “However, you may not get to come back.” Another one said. “Why?” Jet asked. You could almost feel them shift their eyes to him. “You are still human. Portal is a one way unless you are a god. Since you are
There appeared to be a clear understanding from Spencer and Jameson. Calvin needed to go. His attitude was not that of a gamma, but of a cocky little shit. One second they were all looking at each other and the next, Calvin realised what was happening. “Whoa! Guys! Come on!” Calvin tried to plead his case as both men jumped him. Jameson took high as Spencer took low. Calvin surprised me with how much of a fight he put up. He managed to knee Spencer in the ribs and land a single punch to Jameson before he was officially knocked out. Once he was removed, it was just Spencer and Jameson. I was on the edge of my eat, trying to see who was winning. Jet was feeling rather anxious himself, which didn’t help mine. These men had trained together. Jameson had trained Spencer, so it was coach verse student. Spencer tried a submission move that Jameson counteracted. Jameson would go to deliver a combination, and Spencer would avoid it expertly. For five whole minutes, not a single blow was l
“Come on, it wasn’t that bad!” Jet was on the other side of my locked bathroom door. Humiliation and embarrassment filled me as I stripped naked and turned the shower on. I had fallen asleep before Jet was back. So, I was trying to make it up to him this morning, but the sexy lingerie I was trying to put on was not baby bell proof. It stuck out like a busted can of biscuits and even ripped the material. The worst part, Jet had walked into the closet to see where I had went and found me in front of the mirror. I was about to pull the one piece down but my stomach ripped a hole, my ass was eating the underwear and there wasn’t enough fabric to cover my nipple. It looked absolutely horrifying. To top it off, I was out of breath from trying to get into it. Jet’s eyes widened as he tried to hide a smile. So, naturally, I am hiding in the bathroom. It was easy to rip it off as my stomach had already started it. Dying of embarrassment was a true statement that never hit me so hard before.
“That was an exhausting day.” My ass was sore from riding Colt all day. It normally wouldn’t be but with this extra weight on my stomach, my posture was off. “Watching the obstacle course twelve times isss… rough. I got my twelve miles in today.” Wade sat down in the chair. Jet was wearing only was wearing his shorts. With his bare chest, it was hard to focus. These pregnancy hormones are no joke. Plus, it has been forever since we had sex. “Focus, afterwards we can do whatever you want.” Jet teased me in my mind. “ANYWAY.” I said, a little too loud. Jet smirked, and Wade looked slightly confused before choosing to ignore us. “Let’s just start at the top. Carol.” “She made quite a few mistakes.” Wade frowned as Jet pulled up the video of her running. “What is the scoring? Like five points per task?” I asked. “That would make 20 points total so that is good.” Jet said. “To start, she immediately stepped on a mine and got herself killed. She didn’t even look around to make s
Jet and I were angry as we exited our room. Not at each other, but the situation we were put in. I thought everything was behind us. We thought we could have a normal quiet life now with our pack and our child. Nope. Now we have to deal with this. What kind of toll is this going to take on me? On our child? “Whoa, that is some major aggression you both have today.” Susan said as we turned the corner into the foyer. Brent, Susan and Wade were waiting for us. I was a little surprised to see Susan. Ever since Megan was killed, she hasn’t come around much if it wasn’t about the baby. “Let’s get this over with.” Jet said as he kept walking past his family and towards the golf carts. Everyone had a surprised looks on their face as they watched him go and then turned and gave me a questioning look. “Later.” I said and followed him out, too. I couldn’t walk as fast, but I was happy to see Jet was waiting by the side of the cart to help me in. No one spoke as we made our awkward golf cart r
“Alright, we have our rankings!” Jet said as he held up his paper. “What are they?” I asked. Jet had kept the names to himself and just wrote the score down by the person. “There are a few ties, but here it is.” He laid it out in front of us. My eyes instantly went to find Jameson. He scored a 25 out of 30. A huge relief washing through me as I kept looking down the line. 19… 22…13… 26 wait? What? It was Carol. She scored one higher than Jameson on the critical thinking test. On the bottom of the paper, there was a list of each name from top ranking to bottom. Carol- 26Jameson-25Spencer-22Leroy- 22Peter- 21Calvin- 21Mark- 19Ethan-19Tyler- 19Anthony- 17Beau-15Dalton-13 “Interesting.” Wade said as he studied it. “Oh, this isn’t good for me.” Sitting down, the panic feeling started creeping back up. “Don’t worry. Jameson excels at obstacle courses. Actually, Leroy might give him a run for his money tomorrow. Even give Carol a heart attack.” Jet said as he grabbed a th
“Are we ready to go?” I was pacing in our office as Jet was finishing up each item on the critical thinking test. It had been a full week and I haven’t done anything but sit around and wait. Wait to go into labor, wait for Jameson to heal and even just wait for this tournament. There were a total of a dozen names on the paper. One female and the rest were males. “I’m finishing it now.” Jet said, slightly annoyed, but his patience was endless with me recently. I knew I was being a handful, but it was hard to relax. Susan had managed to get all the laundry done and put away, but there hadn’t been any progress in making a nursery. So I am worried about the nursery and worried about this tournament. I might have a heart attack before this is over. “You need to breathe.” Wade was sitting on the couch, watching me with a smile on his face. The fact that he found this funny was frustrating. “I’ll… I’ll… I’ll set you on fire!” I finally spit out at him. “We could put that in the obstacl
My feet were never so thankful to be wearing something so comfortable. I couldn’t imagine wearing heels or flats even. Not that I was full on waddling like Justina, but I could tell I was starting to get a sway. Jet gave me his arm to use as we made our way to the field. Brent and Wade had not shown up yet but I knew they weren’t that far behind. All the seats were filled. As we made our way to the front, I noticed everyone had mixed emotions about today. The thing is, I couldn’t tell if it was anger at me or anger at Jameson. There were some people crying, and some even looked happy. Happy his spot was open or happy because they didn’t like him? I couldn’t tell. “So many different emotions.” I commented in the mind-link. We had found our seats and sat down. Jameson and Samantha were standing ten feet from each other, with a baggy t-shirt. Samantha looked both scared and pissed off. Jameson just looked ashamed. “They hadn’t heard the full story, but rumors get spread. From what I