"Helena, I know you are in here." I stopped breathing. Do not breathe. Do not breathe, I chanted to myself. I listened very hard for a sound as to where he was. There. To my left. I heard a faint click. I turned my head very, very slowly. There was nothing there. Had I hallucinated? It wouldn't be the first time I thought. I moved my eyes around the space but only saw darkness. Relieved I made a small sound. Big mistake. I tried my hardest not to scream as his dark figure landed in front of me. His back to me, he stood in front of the window, where the moonlight streamed in and made a soft glow around his lean, slightly muscled body. I saw his shoulders lift as he inhaled. I held my breath and prayed he didn't turn around. My prayers were not answered. As he slowly turned around, I saw on his face, the seductive smile he had. He looked at me with a slightly mocking expression in his eyes as he started towards me. "Why did you run away? Hmm?" he purred as he neared me and grabbed my wrist, "Why would you run away from your dear husband? Why would you little Helena?" He smirked a cruel smile that showed his teeth. His dark eyes seemed to look into my mind and see every secret that I held inside. He looked me up and down, then licked his lips. I looked into his eyes and saw an expression of contained hunger. My conscious was yelling at me to run but my legs wouldn't move. I stood frozen, mesmerized by his dark, pupil-less eyes. "Do you know what I am Helena?" he asked softly. I just looked at him, even though I knew. I knew he was not of this world. Not even of this dimension. He was something entirely different. He smiled that vicious smile and bent down towards my lips.

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Ellie Summers went three years without ever talking or catching the attention of The Triple Threat at her school. But what happens when the group of hot guys finally pay attention to her? Even bigger what exactly do they want from Ellie after only knowing her for less than a day? Is being involved with The Triple Threat all it's cracked up to be?

Libby Ashford is finally free of her living nightmare. On the run from her father, she and her mother move to a new town to start fresh and forget their past. Easier said than done. Starting at her new school, Libby already runs into trouble when she feels an intense connection to the school's resident bad boy. Nicholas St.Claire runs not only the school, but the largest pack in North America. Thrown together by the plans of fate, it isn't long before they're both wrapped up in lies as Libby's past comes back to haunt her. This time though, she has something she didn't have before. Nick. THIS BOOK IS NOW AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1005651

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He kissed me hard then and I screamed into his kiss as my eyes welled with tears of pain that I had never before felt. The rest of the night passed by in a, slight, haze, but I remembered everything. I remembered everything I did to him and everything he did to me. I woke up the next morning in complete pain. Not only did I have a massive hangover, but every movement my body made hurt. I was alone in my bed, save for a note, on the pillow next to me. I grabbed it and read it. I'm sorry about last night. I should have known better. You're a pretty girl and I apologize for taking advantage of you. I paid for you to be able to stay here for a week after your stay was supposed to be. If you don't want to, just take the money. Again, I'm really sorry. -Keegan Lux Realization sunk in. My name wasn't even on the card, because I doubt he really even remembered. I cried, and I cried hard. I was 23 and in L.A. by accident. ** I awoke to a small set of hands shaking my shoulder. My pillow was wet. I had cried in my sleep. I looked from the tiny hands, to the flock of blonde hair. "Mommy, you were crying in your sleep again." "I'm sorry baby," I said as I mustered up the courage to sit up in my bed and look at my two year old son, without crying my eyes out. He was a splitting image of his father. "Where's your sister?" Did I mention he was a twin? "She's trying to turn the TV on in the living room, mommy."