Abigail Clarke's POV I was exhausted, and my wolf was on edge by the time I left the plane in Moscow. Crying babies, turbulence and a businessman who stank of cigarettes and body odor, while ignoring my ring and trying to hit on me at 30,000 feet, pretty much did me in. I turned on my phone and texted my son I was on the ground before heading to baggage cla...
I was a little surprised by a few things other than Mitchell showing up at Adam's place, and they looked to be good things. Abaddon, my moody and serious Master at Arms, was openly playful and showing affection for Meghan, who was like a niece to me. They couldn't go more than a few seconds without being in contact with each other. Now that they had confesse...
I had been a well-behaved slave. I did not complain when I was not supposed to. I begged for more when I was supposed to. I had served my mistress for one year when she called on me, and had been allowed to spend the last two months as her house slave. Now, as a reward for my good behaviour and service, she said that she would reward me with a special treat....
I apologize in advance if the present tense makes it weird. It started as a first-and-second person POV that I wrote for an ex-boyfriend. I edited it to share with the masses. Lol. * * * * * * * * * Lying on his back, tied down, completely naked, hands and feet stretched toward the corners of the bed, is the most handsome man she knows. Maggie crawls over...
Mitch's POV Heading for Duluth, MN on I-35 We had put forty or so miles between us and the shit storm we left behind, and I could feel Eve shivering into my back. She wasn't dressed properly for the road. I saw a Wal-Mart sign on the next exit, and pulled off the freeway and into the lot. "Come on," I told her, "Let's get you some clothes that actually f...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. ****************** Quietness was all too common when it came to the startling presence sitting alone in the room. A reflection was visible through t...
Lincoln's POV Sixteen hours. Sixteen long excruciating hours to meet up with a fellow "treasure hunter" to find a stone or gem that probably doesn't exist, but since I was running low on cash I practically had no choice and it had been a while since I'd been on a good expedition. I didn't know much about my partner aside from the fact that this was their...
Ryu POV "Why are there zombies crawling in Haven?!" I roared from the top of my lungs before slamming my fist against a zombie's face, watching him fly before it could take a bite out of me. That only drew more of them towards me. From all the horror movies I have seen, I assumed zombies would be slow and easy to fight, but now I'm starting to think otherw...
Liam's POV Jenkins' Safe House, Province of Quebec He felt a bit better when he woke up this time. He didn't know what day it was, or where he was, but he could breathe easier. He moved, attempting to sit up using his one unbandaged hand ... there was pain but it was bearable. Let me help you Liam, don't pull everything apart again please! He saw Beth...
Lincoln's POV -------------- We drove for about an hour in silence. The rickety clank of the jeep kept buzzing in our ears as we drove over mud and rocks. "So do you think the stone is real?" Chloe asked me out of the blue. In all honesty I had hoped it wasn't, but all this work had to make up for something. A good payday or even a nice decoration. So...