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

The packhouse rumbled beneath my feet. Blood was thick in the air. Vampire. Wolf. 


Completely preventable. I could have stopped this if my own father hadn’t incapacitated me to take me by force. My veins burned with the aftermath of the blessed blood, but now instead of pain, I was fueled by resentment.


Each digit on my hands twitched with the desire for carnage.


No one would be able to stop me. Not as I tore them apart. 


Sekhmet whispered in my ear. “Take your vengeance. Feed your bloodlust.”


“You need to get away from me,” I snarled, my fangs elongating into the reflection of my demon. Robin’s brindles fur bristled on his back, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to stop me. He obeyed, pushing Edgar back from me as well. I didn’t want to hurt them, but I wouldn’t be able to stop if they got in my way.


Chapter 41: The Aftermath