Kissy-stuff Stories

I've loved Atlas Kyle my whole life. But he loved her. Then he left her. He's broken hearted. A wounded lion. I have always loved every part of him. Now, his pain too. Even the part of him that still yearns for her. For the first time, I step towards him, bring myself to his attention. I want to help him, no strings attached. We're family, that's what we do for one another. Even if this may not really end well for me.

I'm Kiera Calloway and I'm a witch. No, seriously. I am. The day of my Awakening, the High Priestess of my Clan (Daughters of the Moon), names me the next Heir and almost surprised the appetite out of me. Almost. Then, I'm introduced to the other Powers That Be: the Weres (NightWalkers) and the Vamps (Black Blood) on an empty stomach. Then, I met Kiel Fang, the next Heir to the Black Blood. He unmakes me, ruins me and will probably be the death of me. Too bad I'd lost all logical thought sometime after I met him, and I don't care, even though I probably should, since you know, he drinks blood like I drink milkshake. I am playing with fire, hoping maybe to get burnt a little by his heat. No, not hoping. I craved it. I am blooded with a Vampire and my world has turned on itself.