Lamia [NaNoWriMo 2018]

Lamia [NaNoWriMo 2018]

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Los Angeles has been known to carry an air of luxury so dark and mysterious, that it can only be the product of one thing-the Illuminati. At least, that's what all the theories say. What the public does not realize; however, is that the conspiracies they mock are truer than they ever imagined. What the conspiracy theorists don't understand is that they are more wrong than they could have dreamed. Because secret societies are joined voluntarily. The centuries-old curse straight from the bayou of antebellum New Orleans to which Los Angeles has fallen prey is obligatory in a way that swallows souls and spits them out like the vagrants lining the streets. Divinity Parker knows this all too well as she toes the line between grad student paying for school as a sex worker and lamia-an ancient type of demon that feeds off sexual satisfaction. Or in her case, refuses to feed, leaving her with a constant ache in her stomach and a very pissed off demon in her head. Then, one night while waitressing at Senator Donald's campaign gala, she meets him: Kaison Bell, a young accounting executive at the advertisement firm throwing Senator Donald's party. The two are instantly drawn to one another, but Divinity knows better than to trust it, especially given that they met while she was Lamia. Only Kaison can't seem to get her haunted green eyes out of his mind or forget the way her lips trailed his cheek as she whispered for him to stay away, and Divinity can't ignore how his hands burned paths of desire down the small of her back. With renewed vigor, Lamia tries to lure Divinity into a burning bed, even as Kaison begs for entry into her heart. If she gives in to Kaison, she may lose him forever. But if she gives in to Lamia, she may very well lose herself.
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**WARNING:** This books are aimed for 18+ adult audience, with highly mature scenes of sexual nature. Luna Rosewood, a flunking Psychology major was living the high-life with her best friend Rachel, in the big city. Nothing could get in her way. However what was mean's to just be a fling, ended up throwing her whole world upside down. Liam Greyson, heir to the Greyson Pack's title, was notorious as a womaniser, but something about this human was different. He felt drawn to her, the call of fate, tugging their strings together. ============================================================================== "Let's get this off you," he murmured against her mouth, his voice a low growl that sent a bolt of desire through her. She nodded, her breath coming in shallow gasps as he began to lift the fabric over her head. The dress slid off, pooling around her waist. The cool air kissed her bare skin, and she felt more alive than she had in years. He pulled away to look at her, his eyes roving over her body with a hunger that was both terrifying and thrilling. "I want you," he said, his voice a rough whisper. The words seemed to hang in the air, charged with a power that made her tremble. His eyes burned with a need so intense it was almost painful to look at. Luna's heart pounded in her chest, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away. His gaze dropped to her breasts, and she watched as his pupils dilated, his grip on her hips tightening. "What's taking so long?" she teased, a hint of desperation in her voice. "Let's take this to the bedroom." Liam's eyes snapped back to hers, the human in him momentarily forgotten. "Are you sure?" His voice was hoarse with the effort of controlling his instincts. "Hell, I'm sure," Luna said, her voice steady. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't want you." --------- Hit 14k on 12/12/25 Hit Number 2 on Wolf stories tag! 16/12/25

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