It was a beautiful, perfect moment, one Damonq would never forget and would treasure for all the rest of his time. Elina in his arms, holding her against him while she melted into him, making them one.He kissed his way down her throat, his lips tasting her soft skin, finding her pulse beating, beckoning. His own pulse quickened in response. Matching hers. Finding that exact rhythm.It was so beautiful. Moment by moment. Each brush of his mouth. His teeth reacted, lengthening while his body hardened more, becoming a savage ache. Now his blood thundered in his ears and pounded in his cock. Deliberately, he scraped his teeth back and forth against her skin right over that sweet sound of her heart so it beat into his mouth.She gasped. Moaned softly. Music he’d never heard but found he loved. He needed more. He scraped his teeth a second time. She moaned again and moved restlessly against him, pressing her lower body into him. Her hips rocked subtly so that her belly rubbed enticingly o
STORMThe air was gentle and cool outside, good for sunbathing. I stretched my legs out, and twinkled my toes, finding it funny that I was out here at Justin’s swimming pool, having the time of my life whilst there at the outside world-for this is what it seems like, like I was just in another world here-people were looking for me, hoping to get some bounty for capturing me. Yikes! What was taking my friends so long though? Did Kaden refuse to see them? Had he believed the reports about me? Well, I don’t think so. Yes. Even though I had just known Kaden in the space of a week or so, I could tell that he wasn’t fickle and easily bought over by some rumors. He just seems like the kind of person that would trust a little bit of more investigation into the fact. Or was that all in my imagination? For my sake, I hope it is not true. I hope that Kaden had taken Justin and Lucy in, and that the reason why they aren’t here yet was because there was a hitch in movement, or that things were ge
STORM“How do you do?” I ask Kaden as we settle down on the couch in the sitting room, after I had taken a fast bath in the bathroom upstairs and changed into clothes that covered my sweet places, although it couldn’t put off the flame that Kaden had already lighted on my insides with just one touch. It reminded me of the moment that we had had at my father’s burial ceremony. It had been epic. And although I wanted more, I wasn’t going to move on with him until I knew certain details of him. He even looks more mysterious to me now, to my friends too, because Justin keeps drawing a blank on him, despite his hacking and researching skills. We were still waiting for the feedback from his friends. I hope that it will be something positive. “As you can see, I am fine,” Kaden answered, a short smile on his face. Why was he smiling though? Like he had just won the lottery? It was that kind of smile. And although it looked hot on him, I was beginning to find it suspicious. Was this deal I a
KADENShe was speechless after my question about the whereabouts of her room. I knew where her mind had ran off too, and I liked it. I liked seeing her reactions to me. I shifted closer to her on the sofa, invading her space, needing to have a taste of her plump pink lips that have been beckoning on my attention since I had seen them at the pool area. That had been the moment when the flames had begun dancing, or had it been around all this while, subduded in the background since our hot make out section in the bathroom at her father’s burial service? But seeing her clad only in a bikini had resurrected those flames which were threatening to burn me up if I don’t have a taste of her now. She leaned back on the couch, her breath catching as she stared at my lips too. She wanted this. I can see it in her eyes. Quickly, not wasting any more time, I made my decision, not minding that someone could walk in on us right at the moment. I don’t think she cared too, or rather she didn’t rem
STORM“Where is Kaden?” Lucy asked me as she stepped into the living room after some minutes when Kaden had left. She must have taken that much time to avoid walking into the scene she had seen earlier. Behind her was a smirking Justin. Oh god. They were going to tease me to death for the remainder of today. “Don’t tell me you told him to leave after I had seen the hot romance that had ensued between you too. You did?” She inquired, sighing so loudly that I heard it loud and clear. She was obviously shipping for I and Kaden. Too bad the ship has long sailed, in different directions though. “How can you just thrust your benefactor out of the house because of some chanced romance?” Justin asked, stepping from behind Lucy to stand in front of me, his hands placed on his waist, the smile on his lips not leaving at all, even though his question was tainted with seriousness. “It was necessary.” I replied, shrugging my shoulders. “And besides he is just returning the favour. After all, I
STORM“How…what..uhmm..” I was sputtering now like a fool, not believing my eyes at who I was seeing here now. How had she gotten in? “You seem startled and speechless. My surprise visit must be too much a shock then. I had actually thought you would faint from fright on seeing me or that you wouldn’t be able to remember me, since it was only once that you had seen me, in your dream.” The woman, or rather the angel that I had seen in my dream some days ago, said. Now, she was without wings and was donned in a simple long sleeved blue gown that stopped at her heels. She was wearing blue ballerina shoes. How had she gotten here though? Did she just appear? Was she the force that had dropped the book on my bed or left the messages? “I had thought to come and go like the energy before, but I just thought it better that you see me physically. I am the force that kept the book on your bed.” She continued, and I nodded my head as if in a trance, subtly cleaning my eyes with my hands. To b
STORMImmediately I walked into my room, I kept the food on the table which was close to the bed, and sat down on my bed gracefully, counting the minutes until the angel showed up again. If someone had told me that I would ever be in communication with an angel, I would have told the person to register at a nearby psychiatric hospital or get his head checked. I wouldn’t have believed it or taken it seriously. But look at me right now, waiting in anticipation to talk with an angel, about to eat a food that was supernaturally increased just like the five loaves and two fishes we were told that Jesus used to feed five thousand people. Was this how it had worked? The supernatural increase? I started tapping my foot on the ground to a non-existent music, still waiting, not believing that I would be able to eat this food and let it digest properly if the angel didn't come. I must have waited for so much time because my stomach started growling in hunger. Oh god. Can I still wait? I wonde
KADENI banged my fist on the door for the third time, my anger rolling off in waves, not minding that Kim was right behind me. I knew because her scent was unique to her. The smell of lilies.“Kaden, are you okay? You have been…I don’t know…acting all frustrated since you returned from meeting Storm. Did something happen? Have the police manage to apprehend her? If that is so, it wouldn’t be much tussle to get her released, would it?” She asked the series of questions without pausing for one second, her vice tainted with worry. I knew that Liam must have filled her in on who Storm is, and my mild obsession with her. Was it mild now? I was acting like a raving maniac because of a girl that keeps giving me mixed signals. But I couldn’t help it. I don’t blame her either. She doesn’t know what she is to me. My mate. A fated mate. Lycans rarely had that.“Yeah I am fine. And no, nothing happened. Storm is okay.” I replied, turning around, a faux smile on my lips. But of course, Kim saw
Storm could feel her heart pounding hard, but it was more out of excitement than fear. She should be afraid, the bird was a true raptor, but it was magnificent. It had black eyes! Round, shiny, very intelligent black eyes. She stared at it for two full minutes. That wasn't normal, she was certain. Very slowly, so she wouldn't startle the creature, she backed across the room to the desk where she kept her phone. Still looking at the bird, she googled the images of the bird, biting her lips intermittently as she waited.Strangely, the bird was observing her just as intently, an intelligence in its gaze as it watched the phone beep occasionally. When the page opened, Storm glanced at the image of the harpy eagle. The eyes were round and shining with intelligence, but they were not black. The eyes in the picture were a bright amber with a black pupil. She let out her breath slowly. Something was wrong with her bird.‘You aren't blind, though, are you?’ She sent the words, not even kno
After Storm was done eating, she thanked Kaden, and let him have the plates when he stretched his hands to collect them. To hold herself from jumping on him, and demanding that he put her out of her sexual misery, she stood up from the bed and sauntered to the window to look at the forest, and clear her immoral thoughts. He had joined her to eat, and for each time his mouth had closed over a morsel of food, she had jerked subtly, as if the mouth was closing over her twin orbs. In a large oak tree, plenty feet away from her, a bird flapped its mighty wings, drawing her attention. A smile swept past her lips when she became aware that she could sight its distinctive features. She was not the same Storm of a month ago. She was different now, considering the amount of trainings she had submitted too.The bird had a round facial disk with a very pronounced ruff. It wasn't an owl but it was large. Very large. The unusual bird could easily weigh at least twenty pounds. She stared at it
Storm walked into Kaden's treehouse and was immediately struck by how it seemed larger than usual. The wooden walls, which should be plain and simple, were adorned with colorful murals and hand-painted designs. One wall even showcased a sprawling mural of a sunset over a peaceful lake, with vivid oranges and pinks blending into each other. And another wall had a charming depiction of a forest, complete with playful animals like squirrels and birds, all brought to life with bright, cheerful colors.The room was filled with natural light that filtered through the large windows, which had been decorated with flowing curtains in soft, earthy tones. The curtains swayed gently in the breeze, adding a sense of movement to the scene. The wooden floor was covered with cozy rugs that added warmth and comfort to the space.A large, comfy bean bag was positioned in one corner, surrounded by soft pillows. Next to it was a small bookshelf brimming with colorful books, their spines lined up neatly
Storm’s mind kept conjuring up provocative images, as she and Kaden walked hand in hand around the clan. The kiss they had shared in her room still tingled on her lips, still kept heat in her blood, still made her hunger for more. She inhaled sharply when Kaden turned and stared at her, his eyes brimming with the emotions that she was sure was playing out in her own mind. For a second, she feared that he might have peeked into her dirty mind, but then she remembered that they were not bonded yet, not in that sense. It brought her swift relief which came with a coating of abashed-ness seen in the coloring of her cheeks and necks, something that wasn’t lost on Kaden who was battling to hold on to his honor. He cussed at himself for closing her lips with his earlier, knowing what could happen from there. But she had been speaking, and her luscious mouth had been like water in a desert land; he had been parched so much that he couldn’t have been able to help himself. And now, the stirr
All through the week, Storm only concentrated on the books Kaden had given her, or rather on the first book she had collected from the pile. Jutul had done the same, concentrating on the second book he had picked. Both had only taken breaks when they wanted to eat or when they wanted to train with Casper for an hour. To assuage Kaden’s caveman jealousy, all the reading had been in the dining downstairs, and yet they weren’t close enough to whatever the books were on about. They weren’t close to the end either, and the transcribers were doing a poor job, despite Jiraq’s input sometimes. It was then that Storm had learnt that Jiraq wasn’t done with the book either. ‘What are you doing with one of the hardest books in the pile?” had been his first question when she had solicited for his help. He had gone ahead to pick up a smaller book, written in English, for her and Jutul to start with, but she had declined—she had grown attached to the old book. And she had vowed to bring it to a fi
Storm groaned tiredly; under the full weight of the knowledge she had been absorbing for the past four hours. Kaden had been true to his word, and with the help of Jiraq, had bundled more than thirty books which smelt of oldness into her room this morning, just before she dressed for school. “For those written in old language, Jiraq was kind enough to let you have his transcriber, so that you can better understand it. You can check them out after classes today.” Kaden had said, when he had stepped into her room with a fellow whom she knew went by the name, Micheal, Liam’s younger brother. She had found out right after Liam’s recuperation weeks ago, about the wicked action on the young fellow who didn’t look a year older than her. The first book on the pile had gotten her attention after the duo had left the room, and picking it up, she had decided to peek at a page, then return to her preparation for school. But a page had turned to two pages, and then five pages, until school was
Storm was chatting with Lucy and Justin, in their phone group , around a time when she should be sleeping, when she heard her name being droned in her ears. “S-t-o-r-m” She furrowed her eyebrows, and looked around the room she shared with Kaden sometimes. There was no one. The voice sounded familiar, and until she felt the eeriness in the room, she didn’t know who it was. The vampire.She got up from the empty bed, and sauntered toward the door, needing to get to Kaden as soon as possible, but the door wouldn’t budge. She stamped her foot on the floor out of frustration, as fear suddenly took root in her mind and body. Where was he when she needed him? Why hadn’t he spent the night with her? She wondered, never minding that she had been one to ask they sleep on separate beds tonight, after he had returned from his meeting with his people, after she had returned from seeing her friends off with Lent. The voice called for her name again, and she shuddered before she could help it, h
There was a stark naked silence in the room after Jutul’s declaration. So stark was it, that Storm felt her ears ringing with deep silence, deep silence and an unclothed unbelief. They were lying? If she didn’t know of Jutul’s gifts, she would have berated him for speaking against her friends. But she knew. She knew he was telling the truth—there wasn’t a need to lie. And she still was finding it hard to believe. Lucy and Justin had planned a lie, and had come to convince them of it? All for what? To gain information on what was going on in the clan? Was their school even on break? Then, the silence was broken by Kaden’s voice which had descended to a certain chillness that informed Storm that her mate was angry, very angry, at being made a fool of. “Lent, place a call to the school’s authorities, and find out if the school is really on break…” Lucy’s dark laughter interrupted his statement, and brought Storm’s attention to her. “So y’all would rather believe Storm’s newest friend
Of course they wouldn’t. Storm thought, looking at Lucy squarely for the first time since she had entered the room. Her friend was still bubbling in age-old anger, and was still carrying a grudge against her.And since, Storm knew she couldn’t do much about it—because what Lucy was demanding was unattainable—she let the latter think that she wasn’t bothered by it. It would help with them leaving earlier. Having seen what exactly was at play here, what evil forces were at play here, she wasn’t about to risk the lives of her friends. She wasn’t about to have their blood on her head, because she wanted them to be included in every facet of her life. It was better they thought she was against them; it was better they believed that she didn’t value their friendship.“So, why are you here, Lucy?” She schooled her face to a cold aloofness, unfazed when Justin let out a cuss word, whilst darting a glance between Lucy and her. There was a minute silence, where Lucy scanned Storm’s features;