"You were made for me," he says while stroking my cheek. "You belong to me." He threads his fingers through my hair, then yanks my hair back making me gasp and look into his amber orbs. "But if you so much as talk to another man, I'll punish you. Then you will sit and watch me kill him. Slowly." I knew he was serious...
Coralie loves freedom. And she has always had it. Her mother died during child birth, birthing her and her twin brother Owen, and her father treated them like little adults because of it. He had always been firm, but fair, but always gave them the responsibilities and consequences of adults. Their pack was large, and...
I was falling. I cant believe they kicked me out. You tell one lie and they kick you out. I'm Renee by the way. Up until about 5 minutes ago i was an Angel. As of now, I'm a Fallen Angel. So here i was, falling out of the sky, starting my gruling plumet twords the Earth.