All Chapters of Chasing Scarlett: A Breeder Romance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“This is absurd!” I cry. I’ve only ever been with one man. Alexander took my virginity, and we’ve been together ever since. Thinking of baring myself to another man scares me, not to mention four men! My core pounds, and the heat becomes unbearable. I don’t know what the fuck is happening to my body, but I know that this isn’t what I want! Riordan’s eyes flash, the black spreading until they cover the whites. Something burns on my skin. I peer down to see the crescent over my heart glowing. I raise my gaze to him, and…he’s so unutterably beautiful, and…I don’t know what I want anymore. I think I want to touch him. Never in my twenty-five years have I felt lust so blisteringly hot, it threatens to obliterate me. “Scarlett,” he seems to say, but his voice is guttural. Deep. Sexy. I ache. “Mon Dieu,” I whisper, fighting the urge to touch myself. Then, my gaze shifts. It’s Tiarnan. The exquisite perfection of his face, much like his brothers’, m

“Scarlett!” Alexander yells after me, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. I run down the stairs. My eyes are focused on the door, a broken sob slipping from my lips. This cannot be happening to me. Not Scarlett Chase. Not me. Something hurts so bad in my chest and I can’t fucking breathe. I clutch at my chest, gasping for air, wailing as my vision burns. “Scarlett,” Alexander breathes, suddenly too close for comfort. I rip away from him swiftly, nearly toppling over. “You need your pills.” “Go to hell,” I cry, my breaths short. My fingers fly to my throat and I try to force air into my longs, but it’s rejecting it. I’m having a panic attack. I do need my pills, but I can’t go back there. I won’t go back there. I hurtle for the door, but Alexander blocks the way, his eyes raw and injured. “Please. Let me—” “Don’t you dare say that to me!” I scream, and I hear soft, hurried footsteps. My gaze lifts to the stairs and I see Isabel running down. What is bet

I stare at the fancy limousine and the door opened for me like an invitation into a dark hell. I don’t get the chance to pick as Riordan shoves me into the car and I fall into someone’s lap. Big hands slide around my torso, pulling me against a wonderfully proportioned groin that grinds into my ass. My mouth dries and anger surges in me. I stab my 4-inches heel into the boots beside my foot. The man growls, hurling me across into the arms of another man. “It doesn’t like to be touched?” “She,” I snap, struggling out of the hold of my new captor, who seems less excited about holding me and dumps me on the seat beside me, cussing under his breath about how irritatingly fragile human females are. The door shuts and I straighten in the seat, staring at them. They are in suits, again. Dark eyes, blue eyes, hazel green eyes, brown eyes—how can they be brothers when they look nothing alike? “Where are you taking me?” I ask, for what feels like the umpteenth tim

Scarlett My room is an archaic wonder, and there’s a doe-eyed maid hovering over me with interest. She stabs a needle into my thumb, and she hums with excitement when blood wells under the skin. “I’m only a few centuries old. Not old enough to have been alive when humans graced these lands. You’re the first I’ve seen.” Her eyes seem to grow bigger and bigger with each word. “You bleed red! I suppose that answers my questions on your monthly cycle too! I can’t believe there are beings who bleed red! How colorful!” What the actual fuck? Snatching my thumb back, I scuttle away from her. “Where are we?” She snorts. “The castle.” I blink once and she is in my face again. “Is it just you, or are there other variety of humans who bleed in other colors?” What is her obsession with the color of my blood? I awoke a few minutes ago to find her braiding and curling my hair, my body in the most comfortable chair I’ve ever sat on. I don

Red eyes flick to mine and the second lifts his head, wiping black blood from his lips. A hint of a smile curves his mouth, and though his fingers are flicking over the woman’s nipples, I feel them on mine. Pinching, taunting, and a moan slips from my throat. His tongue caresses his blackened fangs, cleaning them, and I’d right about die to let him sink them in my neck.“Scarlett,” Adeline seems to call me, but her voice is far away, and the music, this beautiful creature is here, beckoning to me. I laugh, gleefully, even if nothing’s funny. I want to dance. I want to run. I want to…scream, and laugh…and…fuck.Leaving, is the last thing I want. There, in the middle of those deadly, beautiful creatures, is where I want to be. I tell Adeline that, but she begins pulling me in the opposite direction.“Leave me alone!” I yell, frustrated, and push her.She flies back, knocking a man over, and the ruckus that ensues gives me enough time to run towards the group, moth to red, angry flames.