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

My body buzzed with anticipation. After my shift, I went upstairs to the apartment and got dressed. Excitement was evident in my eyes as they swirled wildly. I did my hair in front of the mirror. My mouth felt dry, that hunger burning my throat and pooling in my lower belly. 


I’d be a liar if I denied my attraction to Robin. But he wasn’t the type of man I would want to use and then lose. He deserved to be enjoyed. If I weren’t so hungry, I’d second guess myself. Keep my distance, but every single time I saw Robin, he pulled me in. 


All I could think about were those intense amber eyes, that wonderful scent, and those inviting full lips. I’d probably have to climb him to reach them though. 


I hadn’t even touched the man yet, aside from sleeping on him during that flight. But my fingertips ached to see if he felt as strong as he looked. My eyes darkened dangerously as I wondered if he tasted as good as he smelled. 


Chapter 14: Dance With Me