The Witch, the Wolf and the Snowstorm: (Book 6, Grey Wolf Pack Romance Novellas) Read Online Free
was their true mate. It was a shame Darryl never set foot in the library, he would have loved to have seen it .
Then of course there were the incessant questions from Mrs Martin about her engagement and ultimate wedding. Mrs Martin kept asking her where the ceremony would be, who the bridesmaids would be, would she have a band at the reception, did she really think it was appropriate to wear white... Each question made her heart constrict just a little more.
A ll in all her day was pretty normal. So why did she feel so twitchy and out of sorts?
“Greg?” She called out tentatively. “You home?”
The apartment was dark but sometimes if Greg was so caught up playing a video game he wouldn’t even bother to get up to pee, never mind to turn the lights on.
No answer . She sighed in relief. She didn’t really feel like talking. All she wanted to do was put on her nightshirt and crawl into bed with a good book. No scratch that, a deliciously smutty book . They always made her feel better.
She moved to the bedroom and began slipping out of her clothes. She remembered the first time she read an erotic romance. She was 12. Her mother had left her home alone for a few days whilst she went to Vegas with her latest boyfriend.
Sadly mom had forgotten to pay the electric bill, again . So there was no TV, no heat, no hot water... she could have just gone round to the neighbours but she refused to admit defeat. She dug out her mother’s Grimoire and found a spell she could just about manage to create heat. She burnt half a loaf of bread trying to make toast and set the curtains on fire but she got there in the end. She lit dozens of candles and curled up on the sofa in her duvet.
She didn’t know what else to do for entertainment without the TV, she’d didn’t have many toys when she was a baby so her mom had always just stuck her in front of the TV. So she hunted round the apartment until she found a few books in her mother’s bedside cabinet, as well as a long pi nk vibrating appliance that she wished she hadn’t seen at the time. It wasn’t a big deal to her now, she owned her own now...
She picked the book with the funniest looking cover. A half naked young woman was suspended by rope in a barn, with a naughty look on her face, whilst a surly looking cowboy was watching her whilst holding a riding crop. Reluctantly, with no other option Kayleigh started reading. From the first page she was hooked .
She devoured all the books her mother owned that weekend. Then as soon as she could she went to the local library and applied for a member card. The librarian thought it was a bit odd that a 12 year old girl was reading erotic romances but didn’t like to say anything when confronted with Kayleigh’s determined little face. Over the years the two of them actually became friends and the librarian started recommending books to Kayleigh, she was a big a fan of the genre too.
T hat was what started Kayleigh’s obsession with erotic romance. She was now 22 and had demolished hundreds of books. But as much as she loved the stories she was a realist, she knew that the passion she read about in those books didn’t happen in real life. Well not very often anyway . At least she knew that the passion in those books would never happen to her. Although she’d always really hoped...
Sigh . But anyway, coming home to a new book was the highlight of her day. Well apart from one other thing. Meeting Don had been a little ray of sunshine.... no, no, no, no no! That was a bad way to think.
Kayleigh went into the bathroom naked. She looked in the mirror and surveyed her body. Hmmm not bad, even if she did say so herself . She started removing her contact lenses and make-up. Did Don think she had a nice body?
Okay so Don was totally hot. Smouldering even . And yes she always had a thing for older men. Probably something to do with her mom’s
Then of course there were the incessant questions from Mrs Martin about her engagement and ultimate wedding. Mrs Martin kept asking her where the ceremony would be, who the bridesmaids would be, would she have a band at the reception, did she really think it was appropriate to wear white... Each question made her heart constrict just a little more.
A ll in all her day was pretty normal. So why did she feel so twitchy and out of sorts?
“Greg?” She called out tentatively. “You home?”
The apartment was dark but sometimes if Greg was so caught up playing a video game he wouldn’t even bother to get up to pee, never mind to turn the lights on.
No answer . She sighed in relief. She didn’t really feel like talking. All she wanted to do was put on her nightshirt and crawl into bed with a good book. No scratch that, a deliciously smutty book . They always made her feel better.
She moved to the bedroom and began slipping out of her clothes. She remembered the first time she read an erotic romance. She was 12. Her mother had left her home alone for a few days whilst she went to Vegas with her latest boyfriend.
Sadly mom had forgotten to pay the electric bill, again . So there was no TV, no heat, no hot water... she could have just gone round to the neighbours but she refused to admit defeat. She dug out her mother’s Grimoire and found a spell she could just about manage to create heat. She burnt half a loaf of bread trying to make toast and set the curtains on fire but she got there in the end. She lit dozens of candles and curled up on the sofa in her duvet.
She didn’t know what else to do for entertainment without the TV, she’d didn’t have many toys when she was a baby so her mom had always just stuck her in front of the TV. So she hunted round the apartment until she found a few books in her mother’s bedside cabinet, as well as a long pi nk vibrating appliance that she wished she hadn’t seen at the time. It wasn’t a big deal to her now, she owned her own now...
She picked the book with the funniest looking cover. A half naked young woman was suspended by rope in a barn, with a naughty look on her face, whilst a surly looking cowboy was watching her whilst holding a riding crop. Reluctantly, with no other option Kayleigh started reading. From the first page she was hooked .
She devoured all the books her mother owned that weekend. Then as soon as she could she went to the local library and applied for a member card. The librarian thought it was a bit odd that a 12 year old girl was reading erotic romances but didn’t like to say anything when confronted with Kayleigh’s determined little face. Over the years the two of them actually became friends and the librarian started recommending books to Kayleigh, she was a big a fan of the genre too.
T hat was what started Kayleigh’s obsession with erotic romance. She was now 22 and had demolished hundreds of books. But as much as she loved the stories she was a realist, she knew that the passion she read about in those books didn’t happen in real life. Well not very often anyway . At least she knew that the passion in those books would never happen to her. Although she’d always really hoped...
Sigh . But anyway, coming home to a new book was the highlight of her day. Well apart from one other thing. Meeting Don had been a little ray of sunshine.... no, no, no, no no! That was a bad way to think.
Kayleigh went into the bathroom naked. She looked in the mirror and surveyed her body. Hmmm not bad, even if she did say so herself . She started removing her contact lenses and make-up. Did Don think she had a nice body?
Okay so Don was totally hot. Smouldering even . And yes she always had a thing for older men. Probably something to do with her mom’s
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