Josephine_Ivy1

It was supposed to be a simple, innocent hug of a boy offering comfort to his distressed best friend. But somehow, I found myself astride Ash’s thighs, with his arms firmly wrapped around my body and his face squished against the curve of my bare shoulder. I could feel the moment he started to nose at the expanse of my throat, it had only taken a tiny brush of his nose against my skin to make me tremble against him and I instinctively tightened my hold around his broad shoulders as a small whimper slipped out before I could think. 

It must have been a mistake, I said to myself, but then he did it again, and again– his hot breaths fanning against my sensitive scent gland along with each firmer drags of his nose.

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   Andy Draco is a gay, nineteen year old Omega with a little bit of warlock magic in him, who can't seem to choose between friendship and lust.

Andy is best friend and roommate to Alpha Ashton who is straight or at least believes he is. One moment of heat blinded by lust leads to a night that couldn't be erased from both their lives.

With their friendship at stake and Andy's sudden unleashed powers and never before seen enemies, will Ashton come to realize his feelings or will he let the most important person in his life leave his life and the world?

Burning Heat

The case between me and dead Isabella Antez was still ongoing. Anita seemed more worried than me because of the length Father has gone to make this hard for me.

"Does he knows Isabella?" I needed to know their connections, he was too selfish and greedy a man to even cheats on our mother with such a young soul.

"I doubt." Timothy was never a fan of our father, I am sure he would not express this to me, but I know he wouldn't mind exchange blows with our old man.

"Same, I mean I am sure he even saw it on the news or something." Anita added.

"Well, what does he have on you? Tell me!" I wished my tone and the pitch of my voice didn't't come out in such a strict way like that but it did.

"I can't." She looked guilty; it was making me very angry the more I saw how worried she was. I hated when she had a frown, or she was worried with the slightest inconvenience.

Noah