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 wondered if Olivia might want some dinner after her shift at the diner. Maybe he just wanted an excuse to see her again. He had seen Olivia almost every day that week, but it never felt like enough. 


Something felt off. Like this aura of darkness in the air. It only got worse the closer he got to the diner. There was this pit forming in his stomach. 


Suddenly, there was this awful inhuman wail. It came from the alley beside the diner. He picked up the pace, running down the backway. The scent of flytraps filled the air. Then this salty brine, akin to the scent of blood. Not human blood.


He couldn’t smell Olivia. That sharp peppery aroma absent, replaced with a scent he didn’t recognize. Maybe that meant that she wasn’t there. He could only hope. 


Chapter 25: Changeling