Hmm, I wonder why the Goddess would do such a thing? MM xx
Lyra It's been two days since we rescued Kalsea and Dollar. Kalsea is still to wake up. The longer she slept the more my suspicion grew, something was off and the whole thing went to smooth.Demitri hasn't left Dollars side and i don't blame him, I can see how conflicted he is as Kalsea is like a sister to him. Atlas hasn't so much as washed, never mind eaten or slept. Maddox has been sitting with him but even he was starting to get worried. My sister Evanka, phoned not too long ago, Maximus and her seem to be loving Paris and my apartment. It is a stunning penthouse apartment, I loved to watch people while having a glass of red on the terrace. My men have been working double time trying to find out what Vladimir is up to but so far Ahmet and him seem to be off the radar, let's be honest that just screams trouble. I know both men and I know they are both all about how they look. My father never tried to marry me off again after Ahmet but he also never allowed me to be me. While Vla
Beta AtlasIt feels like forever that I have sat in this room, watching over my mate as she remains unconscious. Kalsea is beautiful, her red wild curly hair makes me smile. Her small frame is perfect, it suits her bubbly personality.I have studied every part of her face from her pouty full lips to her perfectly arched brows. The temptation to run my hand over her soft skin on her cheek, but then it is inappropriate touching her while she sleeps and doesn't know.Maddox has not long left, he comes in every couple of hours to check if I have eaten, slept any things I may need. The only thing I actually need is her to waken, I am desperate to look into her eyes. Lyra is looking tired, I know she is as worried as I am. Demitri and Dollar, well that was a surprise. I haven't spoken to Dollar yet. I know they will want some time to themselves. I understand that, I mean I haven't left this room since we arrived back.Leaning over I can't help myself, I reach out and brush a strand of her h
VladimirGroaning, I try to move, but I am getting held in place with a variety of arms and legs. Flashes of the night before appear before my eyes, I can't help but smirk. Last night was wild. Ahmet has the best brothels, the females are strong.Dragging a hand down my face as the uneasy feeling threatens to creep back. Acting big in front of Ahmet is one thing but in all honesty Lyra is a lot to deal with, she’s like a fucking force of nature. If I am honest, part of me admires the spirit Lyra has, even though another part of me hates her. I hate the way even though my father tries and fails to control her he still looks at her with pride. Even Ahmet still talks about her with a touch of lust, he thinks he is still going to take her as his Queen. I laugh at the thought, my sister almost killed him and yet he still thinks he can tame her. There is more chance of her killing him, I tried to tell him the wolf is her tie but he thinks he can kill the Alpha. I just let him and his delu
Lyra About two months ago my friend Elsie that I met years ago in Italy sent me a book, In her words a naughty little treat. So while Maddox and the other men were outside training I decided to start reading; well holly fuck.She was not wrong, I have been reading for about two hours now and haven't moved off my bed. It definitely lives up to its name A Taste of Sin. I have never slept with a Fae, but boy I am more than curious. Makes me wonder about the author, Eliza Selmer. Bet she’s a naughty girl, the thought makes me laugh.I can hear the men come in all laughing and shit, I almost squealed when Maddox’s sweaty body jumped on my back as I lay on my tummy reading. “What are you reading that has the room smelling of your arousal? Haven't I already told you that is only for me” Maddox growls, and rubs his now growing erection on my ass, causing a moan to leave my lips. Turning around under him I snake my arms around his neck, pulling him to me.“It’s a book about” I stop to think h
Alpha Maddox I watch her eyes go wide, I keep my arms tight around her there is no fucking way she is getting away this time. I can feel her panic through the new bond that simmers away on my neck, begging to be completed.I wait a few minutes, allowing her to calm down enough so I can talk to her. I search her face and listen to her heart to make sure she won’t flip out.“Are you okay?” I find myself asking slowly and as gently as possible. She blinks back before her eyes flick back to her mark on my neck. “I got carried away, I didn’t mean to mark you” Her eyes never leave the mark, she reaches up and touches her mark. At her touch my body comes alive and I shudder, she smiles when she realises I am reacting to her touch.“What does it feel like?” She almost whispers, still tracing her mark on my neck. She looks so innocent even though I know she is deadly, this is a side of her she keeps private, only for me. She licks her lips and her eyes twinkle. A movement I am sure was unint
LyraMy whole body feels different. It's strange but in a good way. I can feel everything, his mood, his feelings and his love for me. I am just watching him sleep, he is some specimen of a man and he is all mine. I find myself running a hand down his naked back, he moans slightly and sturs. “Trying to have your way with me when I am sleeping” Comes the gruff voice of my Mate sending tingles straight to my core. Fuck this man is made to sin, all I do is smile as he cracks open one of his stunning sapphire coloured eyes. “And if I was? You are mine” I drag the R out as I know it does things to him with my Russian accent. Maddox visibly shivers, within seconds he has flipped us over and has me pinned to the bed. I find myself giggling, I giggled what the fuck; not something I have ever done.Maddox starts to tickle and nip at his mark on my shoulder, when the door gets knocked. Growling at the distraction he tries to ignore it when it comes again more frantic this time. Maddox jumps of
Lyra I am not quite sure when it happened, I mean the exact minute but i dont hate myself. I don't like myself either, I am just me. Spoiled youngest daughter of Russian vampire king Kirill, or as I call him Papa. I am just over a hundred years old, well 106 actually, and I just hate what I was born into. I have no want for power, no need to be better, my sister Evanka and brother Vladimir have that sorted. My brother will eventually take over from our father and my sister is already tied off to some guy from the Spanish noble family . Nope, not me. I would rather be banished than sold off for the sake of a treaty. In my fathers eyes I should act properly like a noble princess. I mean what kind of noble feeds off a fucking human. I mean we are the number one predator, we are faster, we are stronger and well we are made to take what we want first on the food chain. That was a joke, as soon as the world became aware of the supernaturals we became like second class citizens, regi
Maddox I have felt completely unsettled lately, my wolf Chaos keeps telling me he can feel something is coming. I have spent the best part of a week trying to avoid my father as he keeps trying to push me to take Una, the daughter of an Alpha from another pack in the area as my chosen mate. Una is nice but far too timid for my liking and boring. She is pretty i guess but if i am honest she really isn't for me. I need a female who will give it back to me, not a yes female like her. I am trying to get through the paperwork for a construction deal I have been overseeing for the family company. My parents keep pushing for me to take the Alpha position but I am not in a hurry. The thought of being stuck behind a desk instead of being out on the Harley is enough for me to run and keep running. I am now twenty four, Everyone keeps telling me to find my mate. I mean is it that bad i don't want my mate i like my life as it is. I definitely do not want Una. Chaos refuses to mark anyone