Coming out 2019.
An Earth changed by a rupture in the Veil between worlds.
Two races trying to survive in a world neither understands.
A woman brave enough to save the enemy.
This is a story about selflessness, hope, adventure and love.
Welcome to the Wolven Age.
Thursday, January 31, 2019
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Monday, January 28, 2019
The Black Belt Excerpt
“I’ve been watching you all
night.”
Mary almost swooned at his sexy
voice and gripped the edge of the sink to steady herself. “Y-you have?” she asked
in a breathless voice. Perhaps the lady
who took care of everything sexual hadn’t forgotten her completely after
all.
“Yeah. What’s your name?” he
asked as he took two steps closer to her, placing his body flushed to hers. He encircled
her waist with his thick arms and pulled her tight into him.
“Mary,” she whispered as the extremely
hot stranger lowered his head and his lips got closer to hers.
“I’m Mark.”
He moved his arms up her back,
to her shoulders, then to her head to cup her face. Keeping his eyes on hers, he
pressed his mouth softly to hers. Mary let out a long sigh and let her half naked
body fall into his. Mark grinded his hips against her belly and she felt the
hard, thick shaft pulsing in his pants.
Suddenly, her core caught fire,
her skin burned, her legs trembled, and her mind - gone. She pushed her fingers
through the blond, soft hair to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. He took
the hint and kissed her hard, fast, rough. The frenzy between them was
something she never felt with any other guy.
Mark lifted her by her waist to
bring her to his height and Mary opened her legs and wrapped them around his middle.
Her uniform’s mini-skirt rose above her ass and she let out a small scream of surprise
when her back hit the cool tiles. Her fuck-buddy of the night pressed her
against the wall and she broke the wild kiss to gasp for air. He didn’t stop;
his skillful lips kissed and nibbled up and down her neck and shoulder.
“Mark!” His name came out as a
protest and he chuckled.
They were trapped in the grips
of lust but through the haze of passion, Mary noticed something that made her
feel light; Mark supported her weight with the right hand only. His other hand
was busy playing with her breast.
“Damn, he’s strong,”
she thought and undulated her hips against his.
“I want you, Mary. I want you so bad.”Friday, January 18, 2019
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