I knelt before him, fear etched on my face as tears streamed down my cheeks. His dark, sinister eyes gleamed with pleasure, feeding off my misery. He grasped my hair in a rough fist, wiping away my tears with his other hand before licking them off his fingers. His grin widened, twisting his face into a cruel smile. "You taste so good, little witch," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "Come." With a cruel tug on my hair, he dragged me upward, forcing me to cling to him for balance. His lips crashed onto mine, demanding entrance. I pressed my mouth shut in defiance, but he yanked my hair back, sending a jolt of pain through me. As I gasped, his tongue slipped past my lips, claiming my mouth in a brutal kiss. The sounds of our ragged breathing and the wet slide of our tongues filled the air. His kiss was a savage, leaving me breathless and trembling. When he finally pulled back, I swayed, my eyes barely open. His gaze burned into mine, his chest heaving. "Mine," he growled, his voice low and menacing. I tried to shake my head, desperate to escape his brutal grip, but his fingers only tightened, digging deeper into my skin. "Mine," he repeated, the word dripping with dark possession. * * * Josette Wynters has spent her life moving from town to town because of her parents demanding job. She had looked forward to building her life at Cedarville and for the first time in her life, Josette felt like she was finally happy. That was until she caught the eye of Evander Lloyd. The notorious bad boy of Cedarville high. She had tried to avoid him, yet it seemed fate had other plans and she soon became his obsession.
Lihat lebih banyakI sat there, my eyes clenched shut, bracing for the worst. The sound of my own scream still echoed in my mind. I waited for the pain, for the wolf's teeth to sink into my flesh. But it didn't come. Instead, I felt a grasp on my arms, shaking me gently. Startled, I struggled until I heard, "Hey, hey, it's me." Slowly, I opened my eyes to find myself staring up at Evander. He crouched in front of me, his eyes filled with concern and his face inches away from mine. I tried to speak, but my voice caught in my throat. Every fibre of my body trembled. "D-did you see it?" I stuttered, my eyes scanning the surrounding area frantically. "What?" he asked. "Did you see the wolf?" I whispered, my gaze darting back to him. His gaze flicked to something behind me, and his expression darkened. I clung to him, following his gaze, but there was nothing there. No wolf. Nothing. His expression was
Sitting cross-legged on my bed, I watch Vanessa and Riley debate over which dress I should wear to the bonfire party – an event I still hadn't agreed to attend. Summer break was finally over, and I was surprisingly eager to get back to school. Who would have thought I'd miss school that much?With my parents both busy at work and Vanessa and Riley away for most of the break, I was ready for some action. I was bored at home, but a bonfire party with people I barely knew didn't sound like my thing.I raised an eyebrow. "You guys know I'm not going, right?"They paused, exchanging a look, then Riley spoke up. "Oh, you're going."Vanessa clasped her hands together, giving me her best puppy eyes. "Jo, come on! It's our last party before school starts. Pretty please?"I rolled my eyes; she knew I couldn't resist the puppy eyes. "You guys are impossible. Fine, I'll go. But if I end up bored out of my mind or stuck alone, I'm blaming you two." Va
I could barely control my anger as I stormed back into the house. I couldn't before my father would risk exposing our secret like that. What was he thinking? Didn't he see how clueless she was concerning our kind? I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing through the hallway. The silent house, a stark contrast to the violence simmering just below the surface. "Why did you do that?" I should, my voice bouncing off the walls. His calm response only aggravated me more. "You'll do well to remember who's alpha here, son." I growled, baring my teeth. But my father didn't flinch. Instead, he rose from the sofa, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. I felt my wolf immediately submit to the. My father's dominance was overwhelming, and I knew better than to challenge him. We locked eyes, the tension crackling between us. "Ever since you've met that girl, you've not been yourself,
I sat in class, lost in thought, as the teacher delivered the speech they give every summer. The room buzzed with excitement; we'd finally made it through the semester, and summer was just around the corner. We were all restless to get out of school. But my mind wasn't on the impending break. I was worried about Evander. It had been a week since he'd abruptly run away from me, and I couldn't stop blaming myself. I wouldn't have hugged him if I knew he would react like that. But Evander's reaction had been unsettling. Had I really freaked him out that much? His absence from school only added to my worry. He hadn't been to school since then. I tried to ask Liam, his friend, about Evander's whereabouts, but he'd warned me to stay away. As the teacher handed out our test results, I was surprised to see I'd earned an A-. I had never gotten an A in chemistry before. But it only increased my guilt. It was all thanks to Evander.
I could barely keep up as Mr. Charleson droned on and on about alkynes, or was it aldehydes? Honestly, I didn't know anymore. I might have to speak to him after class for assistance; exams were around the corner, and my grades were already low. I couldn't afford to fail chemistry. Vanessa was currently absent; she had been recruited for an interschool competition. Without meaning to, I found myself doodling on my notebook, my pencil scratching out random patterns. I must have zoned out because the next thing I knew, the bell rang, and everyone started packing up for lunch. In a rush, I called out. “Mr. Charleson.” I quickly grabbed my bag off the floor and picked up my books, heading to the desk at the front of the class where Mr. Charleson sat. He sat, arranging his textbooks in a leather bag, focused. Without looking up at me, he said, "Young lady, I noticed you weren't paying attention in class." I replied quickly, trying to dissuade his thought, "No, sir, I... I did try.
I still remember the day she walked into school - the way the hallway seemed to quiet, the way every head turned to follow her. I was no exception. From that moment on, I couldn't help but notice her, my eyes drawn to her like a magnet. There was something about her that captivated me and I couldn't take my eyes off her, even if I tried. I was stuck in place, watching her every move. My eyes kept drifting back to her, a habit I couldn't shake. It was infuriating, really. I didn't want to notice her, didn't want to be drawn to her. But I was. Her face was etched in my mind like a work of art - the sharp angle of her jawline, the slight upturn of her nose, the full lips that seemed to pout even when she wasn't trying. I knew every curve, every contour, every freckle on her face. My sharp eyes taking in every detail of her. The shape of her eyes, like almonds, with a sharp outer corner and a soft, rounded inner curve. The color, a deep, rich brown that seemed to sparkle, taunting
I sat under the bleachers with Vanessa, watching the cheerleaders practice their routine for the upcoming game. On the opposite side of the field, the football players ran laps around the field, their exhaustion evident. We were waiting for Riley, a cheerleader, to finish practice. She'd tried to recruit me to join the squad, but I was hardly athletic; cheerleading was not my forte. Vanessa leaned against the railing, munching on chips, reading about history or something. I, on the other hand, was eyeing the best way to snatch the bag of chips from her and as I made my move, her head snapped up, and she clutched the bag to her chest. "Don't even think about it!" she warned. Caught red-handed, I raised my hands in defeat, laughing. "Okay, okay, you caught me But can I have some, Pretty please?" I begged, making puppy eyes at her. She huffed, then handed over the bag. I grinned, triumphant, and dug in. As I gazed out at the field, my eyes landed on him – Evander, the footb
I grip my backpack tight, the leather straps digging into my shoulders as I walk down the crowded hallway of Cedarville High School. The scent of freshly waxed floors and stale air fills my lungs. Then I feel it, his gaze on my skin, like a whisper of warm breath on the back of my neck. It's a sensation I've grown accustomed to since the first day I stepped foot here. Evander Lloyd, the boy with dark, piercing eyes that seem to see right through me. He's the star of the football team, ridiculously handsome, and darkly captivating. We'd never crossed paths before, but since my first day of school, he's been watching me with an unnerving intensity. He looked at me like he couldn't get enough of me. At first, I thought it was just my imagination; there's no way a guy like him would want to look at a girl like me, but as I turn to look, his eyes meet mine, and he doesn't look away. Instead, he stares at me with such an intensity that makes my knees weak. Th
I grip my backpack tight, the leather straps digging into my shoulders as I walk down the crowded hallway of Cedarville High School. The scent of freshly waxed floors and stale air fills my lungs. Then I feel it, his gaze on my skin, like a whisper of warm breath on the back of my neck. It's a sensation I've grown accustomed to since the first day I stepped foot here. Evander Lloyd, the boy with dark, piercing eyes that seem to see right through me. He's the star of the football team, ridiculously handsome, and darkly captivating. We'd never crossed paths before, but since my first day of school, he's been watching me with an unnerving intensity. He looked at me like he couldn't get enough of me. At first, I thought it was just my imagination; there's no way a guy like him would want to look at a girl like me, but as I turn to look, his eyes meet mine, and he doesn't look away. Instead, he stares at me with such an intensity that makes my knees weak. Th...
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