I write fan fiction for the Marvel Universe and The Vampire Diaries. My stories include women of color and/or plus sized women as love interests. I am also writing stories to be inclusive of women with disabilities. I am working on two science fiction novel series. Most of my stories are for readers age 18+. If you have a question or a request, just send me a message. My tag list is open.
[Author Note: I know there are mistakes in this chapter. I will go back and correct them, but I did a quick read through and wanted to post the chapter as soon as possible. I'm so very sorry for the delay. Life has significantly changed over the past couple of years, and it may change even more in the next few weeks. ]
WARNINGS: Do NOT read if you are under 18; SMUT, SEX, BLOOD, BITING, VIOLENCE (Referenced and broken furniture), DEATH, etc.
Bucky
My Luna snuggles closer to me. I pull her into my arms and hold her against my chest. Her warm skin soothes and excites me at the same time. My cock stirs to life as her sweet breath fans against my skin. I want to sink myself deep inside her, but I can't.
Well, I can, but I won't. Steve left earlier and we never talked about how this would work. Sharing her heart and her body. Can I only make love to her with Steve’s permission? As the primary pack Alpha, does Steve have approve of what Luna and I do together?
Damn it. I should have paid more attention to the folklore of our pack. I grew up surrounded by books passed down throughout North Pointe history, yet I never read any of them. My mother is an elder, yet I avoided learning more about my possible role as a second Alpha to the pack. Maybe a part of me, deep down, knew learning about our folklore would mean I was accepting a fate I didn’t have a part in making.
Destiny is a dirty word to me. It means I can’t choose my own future, and I’ve never been a fan of that. I wanted to choose when I gave up playing the field, but this union feel like I thought it would.
Our Luna is beautiful - in an adorable sort of way. She’s got that girl-next-door beauty that forces you to give up your bachelor ways, settle down, and build a family. Until several weeks ago, my family was my pack, but I’m closest to my mother and Steve. Now, that circle includes Luna.
I want to give her everything she wants, needs, and deserves, but I'm holding back when it comes to my heart. A part of me believes I should hold back until I'm certain Steve would approve.
Still, Luna feels so fucking good against me, and I don't think I can wait another second. Her scent fills my nose; more potent now that I've tasted every delicious inch of her. My erection feels like hot steel, waiting to spear her warm, slick center and give us both what we crave.
I slide my hand along her soft skin, grabbing her leg and wrapping it around my waist. It’s instinct now. The wolf inside me is pacing like the hungry animal it is, wanting to connect with my mate.
No matter how close to me she lies, she’s never close enough.
She's warm, wet, and ready for me, but guilt fills me. Should I even be doing this? She's legally married to Steve but spiritually bound to both of us. I didn't think I'd be this confused, yet here I am holding back from making love to my own wife because I'm worried about what her other husband will think when he gets home later.
I’ve never been a romantic man. I like sex and I’ve enjoyed more than my share of women over the years: human, wolf, and most recently a hateful red-headed vampire who I plan on killing the next time I see her.
When a belief system assigns a higher human value to certain individuals, and a lower value to others, then you must question that belief system and those preaching it.
When a faith teaches more about who to hate than who to love, then you must question that faith. If those touting their belief in such a faith don’t want to be questioned, then should you believe in it? Should you believe in…
Imprisoned
By Valencia Turner
Every second of my life, I’m walking uphill … in sand.
Sewn into my spine is a 100-pound backpack made from burning metal spikes.
Desert winds dry out my eyes, making it difficult to see, and my skin cracks while I struggle to reach the apex of a never-ending, constantly sloping mountain.
My heart beats an unsteady rhythm as my stomach roils, emptying its…
I attended Awesome Con in Washington D.C. this past weekend. I got to meet Hayden.
He’s a sweetheart. He’s so nice. Such a doll baby. I would join the Dark Side for him if he asked me to.
For the first time in my history, I didn’t get tongue-tied by meeting someone famous. (To be fair, I haven’t met that many famous people.)
I actually said exactly what I planned on saying to him. He shook my hand, said thank you, and asked me my name. I doubt he will remember this, but I will.
Ok, everyone… I’m working on the next chapter of “The Mate” and “The New Guy.”
I have had some medical issues that have hampered my progress. I have new diagnoses and new medications. I’m so sorry for the delay.
I truly hope both chapters are worth the wait.
I also started a novel called “We Are Not Together.” It’s a friends to lovers romance that takes several twists and turns along the way.
FYI - S@x. There’s going to be a significant amount of spice in these chapters. One chapter starts off with a live scene and one chapter ends with one. I hope you enjoy it.
I recorded this video tonight, September 30, 2023. I’m proud to make it to 50 years old. Even though I deal with chronic pain (and insecurity), I’m blessed. *I turned 50 back in May.
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