Search This Blog

Showing posts with label chapter six. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chapter six. Show all posts

Friday, December 9, 2016

Witch Hazel Chapter 6.5

Chapter Six

Part Five




Leonardo left work early the next afternoon. He left behind the stacks of paperwork the captain was griping he needed to finish, called his old partner Rogelio and took off into the afternoon. Despite how much he loved his family, the changes having a baby had brought into his life had left him with little downtime and he needed a few hours to himself with a friendly ear to confide in. A drink or two couldn’t hurt either.

Friday, December 2, 2016

Witch Hazel Chapter 6.4

Chapter Six 

Part Four



“Karisme, how good to see you,” Alastar smiled as he took her hands into his and lifted them up. He kissed both of them, admiring the delicate grace of her fingers. Rosy with cold, the blush from his affections made her a little more pink than normal and he found it utterly adorable. “How have you been?”

“It is… becoming easier,” she smiled, feeling backwards and shy. He was a handsome rogue and even though her brother had warned her to stay away from him, she found herself drawn in by his charisma and the kindness he showed her. “I am adjusting a little to this world I find myself released into. I have… been able to….” she struggled to find the right words. Why did he have to give her such a warm smile? It made coherence so much more difficult! “Explore more,” she managed finally. “On foot at least.”

Friday, November 25, 2016

Witch Hazel Chapter 6.3 (nsfw)

Chapter six 

Part Three



TS3Wexe_DX9_20161104_063833.jpg
TS3Wexe_DX9_20161104_064140.jpg

“What are you walking around looking so sexy for?” Dhimant growled as he walked into the bedroom. He’d started to lose control about halfway up the stairs, thinking about her naked and writhing beneath him. It showed, as he’d begun to change into his more feral shape.
Hara looked back at her husband and said, “Not for you, if that’s what you’re thinking. Go find one of your hussies to slake your lust.”
Dhimant let out a low pitched growl as he stalked near her, slipping his hands down her hips and pulling her close to him. “I think you’re no comparison to any other woman I’ve ever met.” He teased her nipple, smirking to himself as she moaned slightly. She might be mad at him but she couldn’t stay away from him either.
“If I was no comparison you wouldn’t need the other women,” she hit him in the thigh and he growled, grinding against her ass. His grip was almost bruising.
“Don’t question my needs,” he said. “Only I know those.”

Friday, November 11, 2016

Witch Hazel chapter 6.2

Chapter Six

Part Two



“Of course,” she said. “If you think of anything you need, don’t hesitate to ask. Dhimant, you know where to find me.”
“Thank you my dear,” he said as she turned to leave. “Please close the library door behind you.”
Hara nodded in acquiescence and left them to their tea. Dhimant did not begin speaking again until after he heard the library door click shut.

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Witch Hazel Chapter 6.1

Chapter Six

Part One




Leonardo walked up the sidewalk in the chilly autumn evening. The sun had already set but it was still relatively early in the evening. Looking up at the large house in front of him, he pondered if he’d be received better if he came back tomorrow. He’d worked later than he’d anticipated but he still wanted to talk to the wealthy politician who lived here. Need to; he needed to talk to him. The questions that were weighing heavy on his mind were keeping him awake at night, causing him to look over his shoulder when he walked down the street.

Since the accident while they were moving, he had felt something off. It was there just out of the corner of his eye, lurking and waiting to pounce. He saw it in the way his packmates looked at him. He felt it in the undercurrents of every room he went into. Was he losing his mind, finally succumbing to the Colmillo curse? Was he simply cracking under pressure?

Leonardo wanted to get his life in order again and this was the first step. He refused to fall prey to the Colmillo curse. He was not going to let himself go mad. Gritting his teeth, he squared his shoulders and set his jaw, making the decision. Whether Dhimant Valome would welcome this conversation or not, it was a necessary inconvenience. Onward, then.