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

Everything blurred around me. The wind whipped my hair around, whistling in my ears. My face felt hot, wet as tears saturated my lashes, flowed down my cheeks, and pooled under my collarbone. 


I hurt him. A prisoner in my own body. I couldn’t control myself. A painful sob wracked my chest. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t focus. 


My legs buckled under me as I crashed down onto the pavement. I caught myself, my palms scraping across the uneven concrete. My chest heaved with every irregular breath. I buried my face in my hands, horrible cries filling me as I settled back on my knees. 


Ash and blood rubbed off from my filthy hands onto my face, leaving fingerprints that only marked how guilty I felt inside.


A squeeze like a vise in my chest. I pressed a palm across my chest to counteract the unbearable pressure pounding against my ribs. 


Chapter 28: Blessed Blood