"Who's mine?" he asked, leaving wet kisses up and down my neck. I struggled hard to not say the words that he desperately wanted me to say. "Who's mine?" he asked more sternly. He found my weak spot and began sucking on it lightly. I knew right then and there that I was a goner. "Me. I'm yours," I gave in as I moaned...
Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*...
[UNPUBLISHING TO RE EDIT] I highly doubt anyone's still reading this but, if so I'm going to put this story under reconstruction and try and make it much better than it was from years ago. I'm not sure if I'm going to change some of the plot or if I'm just going to stick with it. I have no idea on what anyone wants fr...
*mature for lang and possible (probable) 'adult' content heh.* I was about to scream for help when a strange sort of smoke seeped from druggies mouth and entwined itself around tall and dark's hand, running up his arm and illuminating the sharp planes of his face, feeding into his slightly parted lips. I gasped, stum...