"Wolfgang Soulsong, at your service," he purred in a voice like spun silver, and swept into a graceful bow, his hazel eyes flashing amber for a moment. Eleanor hates him, this strange, wild boy with the burning eyes of a wolf. And yet he saved her, loves her and watches over her like a guardian angel. He locks her up...
"You can't escape me. You can't run, you can't hide. In the end, the only way to escape me is death and we both know you don't want that, do we?" // What if someone falls in love with you so deeply, he can no longer control himself from doing such violent things? Audrey now starts to struggle that kind of life when...
*Currently editing* His hands traveled to the hem of my shirt, going under slightly feeling my stomach. I moaned again. His lips left mine, which made me release a needy whimper. He started to place kisses along my jaw line til he made it right behind my ear. An embarrassing loud moan from my mouth floated across the...