Young, fiery and hungry, Oriana Romano thirsts for freedom from under her family's thumb. It wasn't her fault that she was the first hybrid. After an especially bad fight, she decides to run away from her ivory tower under a new name and go to the land of opportunity. New York City.
She didn't expect to meet Robin Scott, a widower from NYC's very own Wolfpack. With danger around every corner, what happens when he finds out who she really is?
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With Olivia being the source of his wolf's desires, having her so close, knowing that she was dreaming of him too, made the entire night restless and unfulfilling. 
His wolf wanted to touch her, feel her soft skin, see her wild hair splayed out across the sheets. Hear those delicious noises of pleasure. Robin's body responded to those thoughts.
That guttural voice inside of him whined. "We need to take what is ours," it cried. "Stop denying me." 

Honeysuckles and Wolfsbane is created by Anacostia Miller, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Honeysuckles and Wolfsbane

Robin and I looked at each other longer than we had to. I cleared my throat, fighting that heat that reignited inside of me when I looked at him. I didn’t even know him, but I really wanted to. His presence did something to me and as the sun got lower in the sky behind him, it bathed him in this orange illumination. 


I tore my gaze away from his, tucking my hair behind my ear, “Anyways, thanks. See you around, Robin.” I brushed past him, not even touching him, but he was so close to me. 


Suddenly, his arm shot out in front of me, pressing against a pillar on the porch. “Wait, Olivia.”


Slowly, I turned around, tentatively looking up at him. “Yeah, Robin?”


Chapter 11: Southside Motel