Bluemoon verhalen

The small remote fell from your grasp, forgotten on the Persian rug. In three long strides you crossed the room, the need to touch her, to be inside her, overwhelming any thought of teasing or control. You knelt on the couch, parting her knees with your own. The device still hummed between her folds, but it was a mere prelude. You positioned yourself at her entrance, feeling the intense heat radiating from her core. For a heartbeat, you paused, looking down at her flushed face, her dark eyes clouded with a desperate, pleading desire. Then, you drove into her, hard and deep. A sharp, uninhibited cry tore from Zaira's throat, a sound of pain and pleasure so seamlessly blended it was impossible to tell one from the other. Her body arched off the couch, her inner walls clenching tightly around your sudden, overwhelming invasion. You didn't give her a moment to adjust. You set a punishing rhythm, pulling out almost completely before slamming back into her, each stroke pushing deeper, harder. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the room, punctuated by her ragged gasps and your own guttural groans. Her nails dug into your shoulders, her legs wrapping around your waist, pulling you in, urging you on. This was no longer a game; it was a raw, primal claiming, a desperate need to merge so completely that nothing, not even a sliver of air, could remain between you. You watched her face, seeing the warrior melt away, replaced by a woman lost in a storm of sensation, her body yielding to yours completely as you pushed her toward a shattering precipice.

Born beneath a crimson moon and a blue one, twin witches Hinemoana and Raukura have spent their lives knowing only that they are different. Hinemoana, the elder, is all noir hair, glowing golden eyes, silence and sharp edges, while Raukura is crimson-haired, blue-eyed, wild-hearted and drawn to the ocean like it is calling her home. Neither knows why strange symbols mark their wrists, why ancient creatures recognise them, or why spirits whisper a name they have never heard before: Morvane. When a forgotten prophecy resurfaces, the sisters are pulled across a world of fallen kingdoms, moonlit witch markets, drowned temples, dangerous courts and magic older than human memory in search of the truth about their origins. But the deeper they go, the more they uncover a hidden queen, a mother they never knew, and a bloodline the world believed extinct. They thought they were searching for who they were. Instead, they discover why kingdoms once tried to erase them, and why some bloodlines were never meant to die.

It's Seventh Year and Lily is finding it harder and harder to ignore James and his gang of Marauders. James, on the other hand, is trying as hard as ever to win Lily's love and everyone can tell she's starting to crack. Kisses and confessions, moons and deadly nights, master pranks and love fights. Join Lily, James, and the Marauders in this magical love story of how an arrogant, egotistic, school prankster, woos over the smart, red-headed love of his life. **Cover Credits go to @Elyment_Magyk_Legend Thanks for the new one!** **Most of the characters, places, and products in this book belong to J.K Rowling.**

a Blue Moon arrives, and Dorian is a fenrir beast. What will he do for the full August sturgeon Blue Moon?

#1 on Shortie #1 on Moonlit #4 on Bluemoon I looked up and smiled . He smiled, too . But this time, I saw something new, unknown, unreadable expression & a twinkle, a yearning in his eyes. It was four years ago. That time I didn't know what it was. But now I know it was the four letters' word that every heart wishes to hear. ****************** Important Notice : Once you have dive into the story, you will feel like to sink in it again & again.

to be apart of the pack you need to fill out the forms below and message me it: name: age: gender: rank you want to be (not all ranks are guaranteed): human looks: wolf name: wolf looks: personality: mate: pups: background information: * * * * *this is the first story type thing I have ever done and if it goes well then I might base a story off this pack and these pack members will be in that story~Lynn

About Love and Sadness this Spoken Poetry

Amy Williams is a fourteen-year-old girl. But she sees something that changes her life forever. A blue moon. The moon is somehow blue, and not long after she gets a strange ability. Controlling the weather. She meets Sophie Foster, a fifteen-year-old girl who also has strange abilities. And there are lots of people like her in the Lost Cities. But nobody has ever seen Amy's ability. They have gusters and hydrokinetics, but they can't actually fully control the weather. But Amy can. And so can James, Amy's best friend from school.

This is a short Halloween story from one of the members within the company. Sample ~ We were stupid to come in here in the first place. We thought it would be a good thrill, being as it is Halloween. Forget thrill. We've been in here two hours and most of us are dead. Every thirty minutes, one of my classmates disappears, only to reappear later gruesomely murdered. That’s not the worst part, though. They are undead, possessed or something, and trying to kill us. So far whoever [or whatever] is doing this has beheaded Harlem, maimed Trinity, scalped Reese, and gutted Ana. I hear footsteps outside the door. As they come closer, I notice the dim light of a flashlight. That’s a good sign, since the attackers never carry them. I crack the closet door and see Sara, standing in the middle of the room.

The updated prologue is in the first chapter. ~~~ Augustus Blue, 28, alpha of the deadliest and the largest werewolf packs globally and leading businessman across three continents and the most eligible bachelor, one of the largest and deadliest companies globally that have set its foundation strong very early under the able leadership of this man. He was a rare gem and possessed qualities as rare as him; he has few interests in love affairs but longs to find his mate. After so many years of being the upcoming leader of his pack and overtaking the business world, and making a good name in it, he has always been the one to give back to society. In this one such endeavour of his, he is bound to someone special but will they strive through the times and come out stronger? Alice Alexandre, 25, is a sweet and innocent university-going student. A person who even, at times, made God doubt whether he was capable of making someone this pure. A heart as beautiful and clear as a diamond but life as black and dull as coal. She has overcome a lot in life but always smiled and melted hearts with her mom and friends by her side. After earning a scholarship at Yale through immense hard work and talent; a new life, experience, and journey await her. Overcoming the challenges that life throws at her with a smile, she is yet again to face the challenge of keeping up with her mom, her friends who are more like her sisters and a part-time job in a coffee shop, only to encounter something that will change her life forever. Will she accept the change and be the same person while maintaining her reputation at college with her outstanding grades?

Don't dare the devil of mine.

She is CAROL SMITH E. DASHNER she is fearless, gorgeous, dauntless, came from a rich family and everything that defines a Queen. Don't ever disrespect her or your life will be miserable. She was known to be the scariest girl in their campus because she got power to rule them. Dashner are unstoppable. But what if she encountered a different enemy. ISAAC MONTINEGRO an enemy who is willing to fight for his self and want Carol to change. What if an enemy turn to a special someone? Because true beauty is in the heart of a Queen. But what if the past breaks them down.

hi. just read the story.

لم أكن مدرك أن كل ذلك حدث... حتي و أنا في هذه اللحظة لا أستطيع أن أصدق ....~

this is just a short story but I wish you guys liked it