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54: NIGEL IS MINE
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 55: I PROMISE
THIRD PERSON POV Nurse Sheila helped Miranda to her feet. “There you go, Nigel. I told you you'd be up and running in no time.” “I'm up alright, but I don't feel like running,” Miranda groaned. “Just tell me if you feel anything,” Sheila asked as she used a tiny roller to move around Miranda's back. She hissed when it passed over certain areas. “Good, the numbness and tenderness should disappear in forty-eight hours. But apart from that, you're free to go, Nigel.” Miranda sighed. “Thanks for everything, Nurse Sheila,” she nodded. Duran rushed inside the room, winded from excitement. “He's awake!” He yelled, and Nurse Sheila raised a brow at him. “I mean Miranda's awake.” Miranda's eyes lit up. She grabbed a shirt and pulled it over her head. Duran held her hand and helped her along the corridors until they arrived at Nigel's room. They entered only to see Valko sitting on a chair by the bed and Velma curled up next to Nigel, under his arm. “I miss you, Hot Stuff,” Nige
Last Updated : 2024-05-15THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 56: UNDERGROUND LIBRARY
THIRD PERSON POV Days had passed, and Nigel was out of the hospital and back at Miranda's home. His memory of the last few months was still foggy. He had a hard time believing that Miranda and her friends knew about his kind. Plus, he was annoyed by her parents' constant worrying over him. They told him they finally got him a driver to take him to and from school. That he didn’t mind. “Honey, are you sure you will be OK?” Melissa asked him as she locked her suitcase. “Yes, I'll be fine. Roger and Clarke are here to keep me company, plus I have the Vanderwolfs to call in case of an emergency,” Nigel answered. His father and Miranda's father had been hanging out a lot lately, which he found odd. His dad didn't like humans, but seemed to genuinely like Paul. “OK honey, we will be back Monday afternoon, but Mr. Forester, your new driver, will pick you three up and 8:20 sharp Monday morning for school, so don't keep him waiting,” Melissa said. She hugged the three teens and grabbe
Last Updated : 2024-05-16THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 57: BOOK OF THE GOD’S
THIRD PERSON POV Lazarus stared blankly at the leather book sitting in the glass casing. What was the Book Of The God's doing in his father's castle? A book that was said to be lost thousands of years ago. The others waited for the vampire to speak, for him to even move his eyelids, but he was at a loss for words. Did the King know about this? Of course he must have, nothing happened in the castle that he didn’t know about. Lazarus knew when his father returned, he would sense that he had guests over without his permission. But that was an issue Lazarus would deal with when the time comes. “So are we gonna read it or just stare at it for the rest of our lives?” Nigel asked, and Lazarus finally blinked and moved his neck so he could look at his comrades. “It's not that simple. Only someone who's pure can open the book,” he mentioned, finally being able to process the situation. If only they knew how dangerous having this book was. “Problem solved. Miranda is a virgin,” Velma
Last Updated : 2024-05-21THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 58: MASTER ALEC
LAZARUS'S POV My mind kept racing at the speed of light. I couldn't think straight, knowing that my eternal mate was under the same roof with me and not in my arms. Velma was driving me nuts. I hissed, grabbing my bottle of brandy and pouring some in my liquor glass. I sipped on it, letting the alcohol roll around in my mouth a little before I swallowed it. The brandy smoothly slid down my throat, warming up my icy heart. I looked over at my bed. "Velma should be here now," I fussed, downing the rest of my beverage. A knock sounded on my door. I glided over and opened it. I knew exactly who it was. "Sire," the two vampires bowed. "What brings you two to my chambers at this hour?" I asked them. "Seros and I heard you brought werewolves and humans inside the castle today," Fitzroy spoke. "Please tell me this isn’t so." "What if I did? This is my castle," I roared. "Forgive us, Sire," Seros cleared his throat. "But this is your father's castle, and he won't take it kindly
Last Updated : 2024-05-22THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 59: HOW ABOUT A KISS?
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Last Updated : 2024-05-26THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 60: WHEN WAS YOUR LAST PERIOD?
MIRANDA'S POV I couldn't sleep. Roger kept snoring like a chainsaw and he kept hogging the sheets. This entire week had been a mess. “Yes it has,” Taurus agreed, while he stretched his paws. “You can't sleep either?” “No, not with this boy cutting wood,” Taurus snarled. “Are you OK, Miranda? You seem agitated.” “I'm just worried about Nigel. What if he doesn't remember?” I worked so hard to build our friendship for him to forget what we have. “Well, you just have to let him remember. There's no way he'd forget about that kiss you gave him forever. I couldn't get him to shut up about it for days.” Taurus chuckled. “Really?” “Yes. He said it is the best kiss he had ever had.” “But he led me to believe it wasn't that great.” “And you were naïve enough to fall for it,” Taurus chuckled, then his laugh stopped abruptly. “Do you smell that, Miranda?” I focused on my sense of smell. “Yeah, it smells like rotten cabbage and murky water,” I said, as I kept sniffing th
Last Updated : 2024-05-27THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 61: SYLVESTER FORESTER
THIRD-PERSON POV Lazarus was happy that his father still hadn't returned when the sun came up the next day, but he was super pissed off when his friends informed him about the stunt his brother pulled on them. Being the gentleman that he was, he apologized and promised to have Alec scolded for what he did. But right now, he had to get his companions out of the mansion. Lazarus wrapped the Book of The God's in a piece of cloth and stuffed it into Miranda's backpack. “Take care of this for now. I'll see you all next weekend,” he said as he followed them to their rental. Velma wanted to spend another night alone with Lazarus, but he knew that would be pushing their luck. His father may not have been back yet, but something told him the Count would be there by nightfall. And if he found them there, then it would be hell on earth. So he promised Velma that after they fixed Nigel and Miranda, she could spend as much time as she wished at the Fangtastic Manor. Lazarus also realized he ha
Last Updated : 2024-05-29THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 62: THIS MEANS WAR
MIRANDA'S POV I was standing at my locker with the crew. Duran bought a car so he could be able to drive Shelly to school in comfort since she was pregnant. It was a beat up old minivan, but Duran loved it. He told Alpha Nolan his mate was pregnant, which the Alpha congratulated him on. Even though Duran notified him his mate was human some time ago, the Alpha still referred to the girl as an omega. Alpha Nolan just didn't give a rat's ass to whom Duran was mated to. As for Velma, she still hadn't told anyone apart from me who she was mated to, and Valko broke the news that he was mated to a human to his parents. His father was cool with it, but his mother had been crying ever since. Valko had Clarke in his arms, while Duran was rubbing on Shelly's belly when Velma pointed something out. “Look, Nigel's coming,” Velma slammed her locker door and I turned to see Nigel storming towards us. “What's up his ass?” Roger stated as he munched on his fruit roll up. “I don't know,”
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 85: ALPHA NIGEL VANDERWOLF
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THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 84: THE MAD ALPHA
THIRD-PERSON POVDuran's mind kept going back to his mate, wondering what she was doing, and if she missed him. Izanna's description of the Mad Alpha was making him rethink this trip he was on. He should have stayed home with his mate who was carrying his pup. The Moon Goddess would be cruel to kill him now after all that he had been through. As he made his way to the Mystic Mountain, his mind became chaotic. Clarke occupied most of Valko's thoughts. He loved how vibrant and red her hair was and how incredibly luscious, thick and flawless those curls were. He kept reminiscing about how she arched her back and flashed her hair from side to side when they made love. Now he wondered if coming on this adventure was the right thing to do. Breathing out, he made his way steadily toward the mountain that was said to be home to this Mad Alpha. Velma walked alongside Lazarus, their hands intertwined. The two seemed inseparable now that most of their friends knew they were true mates. Velma w
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 83: INTERSPECIES RELATIONSHIPS
LAZARUS'S POVIt had been two centuries since I tasted human blood. Other vampires might describe it as being rich, tantalizing, or irresistible. But for me it is sensual, addictive, and climatic. The taste of this human's blood was unlike any I'd ever tasted. It was like I couldn't stop. The more mouthfuls I took, the more my thirst intensified.I could feel Nigel's muscles resisting at first when my fangs found his flesh and pierced into it. The soft warmth giving way like a ripe melon, filling my mouth with thick, delicious blood. He shuddered in my hands as I drew deep, gulping mouthful after mouthful, revelling in the strength and life that filled my veins, jolted my limbs, granted me a semblance of life.Soon my pheromones entered his bloodstream through my saliva and even though I was killing him, the high and ecstasy of my bite was tricking his brain into begging me not to stop. He let out soft moans, his body relaxing as I supported more of his weight with my strong arms w
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 82: SECRETS
THIRD-PERSON POV Miranda found the walk back to the Nymph camp less awkward than she expected. She learned that Nigel had been retrieving bits of his memory for the last couple of days, but once he emerged from the whirlpool, everything flooded back to him. They walked hand in hand, enjoying their conversation. He questioned her regarding her training with beta Valor, and she felt compelled to tell him the truth that things weren't progressing well. "I'm glad you told me," Nigel murmured. "Father must be pissed." "Yeah, he is big mad," Miranda whispered. "I just wish I knew how mom is doing, especially after learning that father whipped you," he paused. "I'm so sorry, Miranda." "It's OK, it's not your fault." Miranda felt guilty for keeping what truly happened to Peaches from Nigel. "I know, even so, I wish I was there for you." "Believe me, you should feel grateful that you missed what he did to Peaches." "MIRANDA!" Taurus boomed. "Crap," Miranda cursed und
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 81: TIGHT PUSSY
MIRANDA'S POV "Where do you buy your perfume?" He asked out of the blue. We seized our splashes and worked to catch our breaths. "At an outlet." "Oh, I think I will get some when we go home. I've run out, and I like how it smells." "OK," I let out with a questioning tone. "Cool," he answered. "You're weird," I wrinkled my nose. "I am?" He challenged, moving impossibly closer to me so that my chest was touching his, causing me to gulp in exhilaration and also intimidation. I thought we were done touching for now. "Yes you are." "Well you're beautiful, Miranda." What? "Are you high or something?" I snorted, trying to act unaffected, although my heart was beating at an inhumanly fast speed. "I can't be here for this," Taurus rumbled. "I'm out." I felt Taurus drifting away, refusing to endure us any further. He shook his head. "I'm completely sober." "Well thank you, I guess," I replied, swallowing hard. "You're beautiful too, Nigel." "I know," he smir
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 80: BLUE LAGOON
MIRANDA'S POV I was really nervous and couldn't believe I was actually skinny-dipping in an enchanted lagoon with Nigel Vanderwolf. I was too busy asking myself why the heck was I doing this to notice Nigel swimming closer to me. "Why do you look so constipated?" He asked. I shifted my gaze in a shy manner, blushing as I realized he had noticed my uncertainty. "I am not constipated, I'm just..." His hands around my shoulders cuts my speech. "Nervous? But there's nothing to be nervous about," he chuckled. "Look around you, we're in a mystical place swimming in the bluest lagoon I've ever seen." "Yes, but we're also naked," I told him, my mind trying to think about something other than us touching while we were both naked. "So what? We were born naked," he cackled. "Look Miranda, if you're gonna roll with werewolves, you've gotta learn how to swing in the nude 99 percent of the time." "Believe that," I heard Taurus let out. "I don't think I'll ever get used t
THE WEREWOLF SWITCH 79: CANNONBALL
THIRD-PERSON POV The group of heroes continued following the nymph until they started to notice a surreal light filtering from between some palm trees that stood in line like soldiers, but up further there were a few that were woven together almost like fabric. The branches formed one huge canopy over the top of this charming spot. While the friends studied the branches, they became aware of their surroundings. In the stillness, the wind serenaded a sweet melody through the air. The breeze against their cheeks felt like tiny wet kisses against their skin. As the leaves rustled together, they formed a soothing ambiance that enveloped the group, making them feel secure and tranquil. The echoes of laughter and idle conversations filled the air around them. With each step they took, the noise increased in volume. The sound of birds singing and flutes playing romantic ballads also filled the air. Izanna made an abrupt stop and instructed everyone to be quiet before she pulled
