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When Mates Collide | The Nightmare
Welcome to Volume Three. This volume will proceed from where volume one and two stopped, but the focus will be on Darrell as the first main character. Let me know in the comments how much you love it. Also, you can check out my mafia book; To Love A Bologna whenever you can.xoxo, Author Jenival._____SIX MONTHS AFTER THE WEDDINGThe hall had narrow passageways that curled outside the laws of physics. Almost like a python trying to swallow a generously large meal, the shelves around Darrell contracted and expanded. Pasta, bread bags, and cans of soup are all blurred when looked at. The longer Darrell stared, the more he couldn’t see. His superior strength and speed had left him now. He trudged through the air as heavy as saltwater. On visible sound waves, angry, warped voices drifted past him in bursts. He’d never felt this helpless before. Hell, he’d never felt helpless. He had to fight it because he’d just heard the unmistakable, bone-chilling sound of a safety release. This time
When Mates Collide | His Uniqueness
Not many knew this, but Darrell wasn’t like the other three werewolves in his pack. He was in the extremely rare eight percent who scared most wolf-born because they didn’t understand beasts like him, couldn’t grasp in their minds or hearts how a mere human being could change without wolf blood coursing through his DNA. How something could shift him just because of who he was, what he was made of, and what had happened to him, something so awful that the impact could ignite his soul-spark into an explosion that would change his life forever. For all to see and some to hate, the evidence that he was different was always on his face. Wolves didn't normally have blue eyes. If you saw a wolf whose eyes were pale ice blue or like Darrell’s color–deep sapphire, or something in between, then that beast was either mixed with something else or in Darrell’s case not mixed at all…something far more miraculous. He was born at the unusual age of fourteen. Darrel Grey was the number one rebel in
When Mates Collide | Such A Little Demon
Darrell dropped his mother's wrists and backed away at his father's command. “I wasn’t going to hurt her.” His mom, looking defeated, threw over her shoulder, “He was just stopping me from hurting him." Darrell chuckled ironically. “As if you could. What are you, 5’2”?” She went at Darrell again with her hands raised but her husband shouted from upstairs, “Amanda, that’s enough!” Darrell quickly ducked out of the way, hitting her as he did. Gravity pulled Amanda to the floor and she landed in a heap. Feeling guilty, Darrell went to help her up but, embarrassed, she pushed him away. “I’m alright. Leave me alone!” Even though there wasn’t a speck of dirt on the tile floor of their foyer, she dusted herself off and smoothed down her hair. “I’m fine.” She locked eyes with him. “You’ll stay here and we’ll go out and have a wonderful night with delicious food in one of the most beautiful event halls in the city. One day, Darrell, you will want these kinds of luxuries. And you will re
When Mates Collide | A New Family
Darrell dropped to the floor as his bones compacted and reshaped, the pain matching that in his soul. I’m sorry. Auburn-colored fur exploded from every pore. His eyesight sharpened instantly, the foyer crackling into focus. I’m sorry. He screamed out as his jaw snapped and changed, stretching outward to a muzzle with sharp fangs he could not understand. I’m so sorry. The refrigerator hummed as loudly as the engine of an eighteen-wheeler speeding past his ears. Rats scurried in the attic upstairs, little nails muffled but yet inexplicably audible. He turned to the mirror lining the south wall and saw a wolf staring back, larger than any he’d seen along the roads in wintertime. Blue eyes much lighter than his blinked back at him and began to glow as tears slipped down the short fur that lined his new face. As he stared at this unfamiliar beast, barely understanding it was him, Darrell’s heartbeat became all that he could hear. The pain was unbearable, the sight unbelievable. He cr
When Mates Collide | A Night Out With The Boys
Neither Raine nor Jonathan flinched at Janetta's nasty words. It was her favorite thing to call the Filipino twenty-six-year-old, mostly because she was evil, but also because after he’d first started at Crossia General Hospital, she’d made a pass at him. He’d said if she had a cock he would consider it because he was indeed very, very gay. The idea of being with a woman appalled him the same way being with a man appalls me. And being with Janetta? Never gonna happen. “You going out this weekend?” Raine asked Jonathan. He tossed the pen onto the counter and spun around with a flourish. “Does Janetta need to get laid?” Raine grinned. “Where?” “The usual places. Why? You wanna come?” Shoving a forkful of Kale and organic cranberries into her mouth, Raine gave a weak shrug. “Meh?” “You won’t meet a guy there, I can tell you that. I will meet fifty! But you? Not so much, honey.” Chewing the bitter leafy green was perfectly apropos to eating the bitter truth he’d just served up. Sh
When Mates Collide | Late Again
The following Monday morning Darrell leaped from the taxi and headed for the offices of the architecture firm he and his packmates owned. He smiled as he admired the sign above their gorgeous, two-story, Uptown Crossian building. D.E.N Inc. Darrell & Danny. Elliot. Nate. It had decided it spelled to spell it out as den instead of dden so it made complete sense to them. The long silver door handle glinted despite the overcast sky. Darrell wiped his hand on his pants before touching it, out of respect. Inside he passed the eternally unoccupied receptionist desk—fewer people, less curiosity—and unlocked double doors leading to a sparkling white hallway with five closed doors, one for each wolf’s private office, plus one for the stairs located at the far end. Bypassing his office, the first door on the right, he headed to the second door on the left. From within came the deep voices of his packmates and partners as audible as if no walls existed between them. A werewolf’s hearing is b
When Mates Collide | Done Deal
“Even if we’ve had weeks of rain, these panels will be working hard to keep your business up and running when others have fallen dark. With sunny days, you’ll gain about ten days of backup electricity, and with cloud cover, four or five. But it’s more than they’ll have.” “Your other clients will have the same technology,” the suit with double glasses said. Danny nodded once. “And the city will be better for it.” The humans turned back to Darrell. He stepped in front of the image. It danced on his body and face as he continued, “As with all of our designs, we use recycled materials, energy-saving lights with warm covers that set a comfortable tone, like the ones you see above you in our ceiling.” They all looked up, and Elliott hit a dimmer switch to make the lights brighten and fade again. Darik directed them back to the rotating image. “Because we want to show as much respect to our planet and Mother Nature as we can, we use stone, wood, and other materials the earth gives us, wit
When Mates Collide | Meet My Mate
“Okay, as soon as I say clear!!!” Janetta leaped to the outlet, grabbed the plug from the floor, and jammed it in. She ran back and looked at the machine. “CLEAR!” She whispered hoarsely, “Goddammit, ya old bitch, wake up!” The paddles ignited Doria a final time. The thin flat line on the monitor bounced. Raine started laughing with relief. “She heard you!” The two nurses grinned through maniacal chuckles as Doria Bill opened her eyes and blinked at the ceiling. “I saw a light.” Raine’s laughter stopped. “What? Really? You saw one?” Doria nodded and tears fell. “Why did you bring me back?” Her hands climbed up to cover her sobs. Doctors rushed into the room. Raine backed into the wall while they asked questions, questions she couldn’t answer as she stared at the old woman whose heart was broken. It was Janetta who told the doctors what happened, glancing only once at Raine as the younger nurse left the room, staring at nothing, her steps slow. She w
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When Mates Collide | Control Yourself
But then he heard someone behind him in the doorway and he spun around to see Linda standing there with her suitcase in one hand, her light blue coat in the other, keys jingling as she nervously fiddled. She asked, quietly “Are you okay?” the rain pattering loudly behind her. With all the self-discipline he could barely muster, he struggled against his wolf and cracked his neck as he gave a very curt nod and grated through gritted teeth, “My…friend…seems to have left.” “You need a ride somewhere?” Danny blinked to the ground and then back to her. He grimaced and commanded his wolf to calm the fuck down. Gasping for air, he said, “Excuse me a moment. Please, don’t leave.” He walked to the bathroom and shut the door, splashing water on his face. The cold baptism he coupled with direct and soothing, silent mantras. I’ve got this. I can do this. Control. Control yourself. Let her go. She had to leave. Let her go. You are stronger than this. Afraid he’d lose his ride out of here, he q
When Mates Collide | Disappearing Act
He listened at the door to make sure what he heard wasn’t some kinky, consensual sex play. It wasn’t. He stepped back, looked left and right for anyone watching. No one was around. He closed his eyes and listened for heartbeats in nearby cars. The lot was empty of human beings. He focused on the door and took a single step back. Cracking his neck, his eyes began to glow and with all his supernatural strength he shot out a powerful kick. The door split in two, splintering at the hinges. A disgusting sight waited for him inside. The dead-eyed employee of the motel had a woman of at least sixty against the wall. At the explosion, they both looked toward the door. Her eyes were wide with terror and shock, his narrowed in irritation at the interruption. Her suitcase lay on its side on the ground like she’d tried to throw it at him, the contents splayed on shag carpet. The attacker had a bite mark in his arm, but now was pinning hers. Her polyester pants were down around only one ankle and
When Mates Collide | Unaffected By Her Vulnerability
Danny collapsed on top of her trembling body, panting as Kat held him close. She kissed his neck, lacing her fingers into his damp hair. But without a word he got up and pulled out, leaping off the bed like she was contagious. He strode swiftly to the bathroom, slammed the door and then had the audacity on top of everything, to fucking lock it. On shaking elbows, she rose up and stared at the door. The shower came on, muffled through the walls. She blinked at the sound, unable to believe what she was hearing. “Oh my God,” she whispered, stunned and terribly hurt. Getting up, she slowly paced the room. Her shirt was broken, as were her bra and panties. Only her jeans were intact so she put them on, went to his suitcase and pulled out one of his t-shirts, a black one she would no doubt swim in. Slipping it over her bedhead, she grabbed a pair of his dress socks and put them on, too. As she tugged on her sneakers, the shower turned off. She froze then ran for the door, swooping down to
When Mates Collide | She Knows Why
He released her, glanced to the guy behind the gun-proof glass watching the scene with interest. “Come on,” Danny grumbled, reaching for his suitcase. The fact that he held the door again was a miracle but that’s just what he did. She hesitated. He cocked his chin as if to say, Well, what are you waiting for? “You never cease to amaze me,” she snarled at him, walking cautiously past like he might slam it on her if she wasn’t careful. As soon as they were outside, he led the way with the self-confidence of someone who knew she would follow. “Why am I staying here with you? Am I a glutton for punishment or what?” Under the minimal shelter of an insufficient awning they made their way to Room 7, millions of drops hitting them from the left. Without finesse he jammed the key in the lock and again held open the door for her. “Since when are you a gentleman?” “I’ve always been a gentleman. Have you really forgotten that?” She shrugged and walked inside, looking around the original décor
When Mates Collide | Rain Can't Touch An Angel
“Wish I had a towel,” she smiled. He stared at her until it faded away. “What are you doing up here? Is this your car?” “It’s my parent’s car, which you would know if you’d ever come over to their home. And I’m going to MarhVelly.” She paused at his expression. “What? Why the face?” Danny stared at her. There’s no fucking way. He pushed wet hair away from his forehead and asked in a very low voice, “Why are you going to MarhVelly, Kat?” Flustered she blinked back to the road. “Lobster. I’ve never had it there, and I’ve always wanted to.” Pointing ahead, she glanced over to him, “Oh no, looks like an accident.” He turned and saw ominous lights of both fire engines and police cars spinning through the storm. He and Kat were quiet as they waited to see how bad the damage was. A car was turned over, the driver nowhere to be seen. Probably already taken away by a speeding ambulance. Two more driverless cars lay on one another in the fast lane. A tow truck was busy pulling the upturned
When Mates Collide | Take Me To Church
“Okay, I can handle this,” he said, under his breath, not believing it. As though on dramatic cue, lightning illuminated the heavens followed instantly by powerful claps of thunder. In heavy undulating sheets, the rain exploded from the darkness, assaulting his Audi A4 Sedan. With every curse word he could think of he searched for the windshield wipers. He hit the turn signal, accidentally turned off the lights and put them back on, and hit the cruise control. “For what I paid for this piece of shit, the wipers should be zipping on their own at the first drop of rain.” Finally, the wipers moved and he cranked them up full gear. Exhaling, he sat back, gripping the wheel. “If Eli could see me now. He’d never let me live this ineptitude down.” For two miles he drove fairly quickly despite the storm until suddenly red taillights illuminated the darkness. Stopped traffic. “SHIT!” He slammed the brakes and hydroplaned to a diagonal stop, narrowly missing the rear end of a Subaru. Panting,
When Mates Collide | Mother Nature
“It’s called conversation. Someday you’ll learn how to participate in one. The car is there. Gas it up before you bring it back. And remember to let Jonathan put the gas in. A man wants to be the man,” Marcy replied. “You think so, eh?" Kat paused near their coat rack filled with scarves and coats. Quite a few hats were hung on the rungs as well, each assigned to at least one memory, not all of them good. “I’m going over to get the car now. Is Dad there?” “Your father is sitting across from me. So no.” “Since when do you and Dad have lunch together?” She frowned at all of it. It seemed like every inch was seeped in memories. Breaking up sucks so badly. “What’s going on?” “Your mother and I are getting to know one another again!” Henry Zane called out, loud enough to be heard, but not loud enough to make an undignified scene. Kat stared into her parent’s past, at the infidelities on both their parts, the fights, the estrangements. “Is this true, Mom?” “Oh, it’s Mom now, is it?” h
When Mates Collide | Hard As A Rock
As soon as he hit send, Danny jumped up and headed for the bathroom easily the size of a small Crossia studio. He hadn’t held back when he’d renovated this unit. After the Co-op approved him, he’d gutted the place to match his taste. Everything elegant. Shining. Black or charcoal grey, with the ceilings white for an added feeling of space. His bathroom had two showerheads with room for four people, not two. There was a separate, Jacuzzi bathtub. If he and his wolf friends were going to live like humans, they should live like the best of them, since by default werewolves were superior already. Not that human beings would see it that way. He ran the water extra hot and stripped off his clothes, kicking the annoyingly tight shoes aside with extra gusto. As soon as the scalding water hit his sore back, he sighed long and loud. Then he turned and got a surprise. It felt a little better than he thought it would. He glanced down. “What the fuck?” He was hard as a rock. Now that he was payi
When Mates Collide | Prized Possessions
This was her chance to make a run for it…or to commit to him for good. He was a good man. Such a good man. Her family loved him, probably more than she did. He’d make an okay father except for the probability that he’d not teach them anything new. He’d probably just make carbon copies of him, a man designed by the term “normal.” For God’s sake, Don’t Rock the Boat was one of his favorite things to say whenever Kat had a contrary opinion she meant to voice among their judgmental social circles. “Well, Kat. What is it?” Her body was as tense as though she were about to cage-dive with Great Whites. She closed her eyes begging for the answer from her angels, or anyone who could tell her that she should follow her heart. The room was so quiet. She held her breath, waiting. A small voice inside of her whispered, You know what you have to do, and suddenly she inhaled. “Kat, you’re scaring me.” Meeting his frightened brown eyes, she shook her head with sadness. “I’m sorry, Joe. I can’t ma
