The TV is on a news station and I can’t help but listen as a news anchor mentions a freak wildfire in Nevada.
“Let it be for just one night,” River says as he undoes the towel and then kneels in front of me, pushing apart my legs.
“A fire, though, and Nevada isn’t far.”
“And you, my love, need your rest,” Cal says.
“Rest?” I ask, with eyebrows raised. “I thought you might want something else.”
East joins us on the bed, interest piqued. “You mentioned something about a thank you.”
“I certainly did,” I say, eager to enjoy my mates.
AFTER
I feel my daughter run, wild and free.
Her heart light, her power harnessed.
Anger replaced with justice.
No longer fueled by fury—her veins course with peace.
She is not alone; her mates are by her side.
I feel it, the all-encompassing strength that comes from the pack.
And still, after all this time, the memory of being so loved, so cherished, forces me to pause.
To weep.
How, after so many years, can the loss of a life make me feel so raw?
Will I ever heal?
I doubt it.
But you, daughters, you have a chance.
You have two sisters waiting.
Find them.
Run Wolf, Swim Siren.
Listen to the sky and listen to what’s below.
You are enough, and you are not alone.
Find one another, Daughters of Olympus, and then… come find me.
Also by Charlie Hart
DAUGHTERS OF OLYMPUS:
Their Siren: Available Now
Their Mate: Available Now
Their Phoenix release date Feb. 23, 2018
Their Shade release date April 6, 2018
Their Goddess release date May 18, 2018
Our Virgin:
Protecting Our Virgin
Craving Our Virgin
Forever Our Virgin
Charlie also writes under the pen name Frankie Love.
The entire Frankie collection:
MOUNTAIN MAN CANDY
MOUNTAIN MAN CAKE
MOUNTAIN MAN BUN
Stand-Alone Romance:
BEAUTY AND THE MOUNTAIN MAN
HIS BILLION DOLLAR SECRET BABY
UNTAMED
RUGGED
HIS MAKE BELIVE BRIDE
HIS KINKY VIRGIN
WILD AND TRUE
BIG BAD WOLF
MISTLETOE MOUNTAIN: A MOUNTAIN MAN’S CHRISTMAS
F*ck Club:
A-List F*ck Club
Small Town F*ck Club
From the HIS Collection:
HIS Everything
The Mountain Man’s Babies:
TIMBER
BUCKED
WILDER
HONORED
CHERISHED
BUILT
The Modern-Mail Order Brides:
CLAIMED BY THE MOUNTAIN MAN
ORDERED BY THE MOUNTAIN MAN
WIFED BY THE MOUNTAIN MAN
EXPLORED BY THE MOUNTAIN MAN
CROWN ME:
COURTED BY THE MOUNTAIN PRINCE
CHARMED BY THE MOUNTAIN PRINCE
CROWNED BY THE MOUNTAIN PRINCE
CROWN ME, PRINCE: The Complete Collection
Las Vegas Bad Boys:
ACE
KING
MCQUEEN
JACK
Los Angeles Bad Boys:
COLD HARD CASH
HOLLYWOOD HOLDEN
SAINT JUDE
THE COMPLETE COLLECTION
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Preview of Protecting
Did you fall in love with Harlow in Their Siren?
Want to know more about her best friend Chloe?!
Then you won’t want to miss the Our Virgin Three Book Series!
Harlow is featured in the third book of this series, all available exclusively on Amazon and in Kindle Unlimited!
Our Virgin:
Protecting Our Virgin
Craving Our Virgin
Forever Our Virgin
It was supposed to be a dream vacation … until I found myself stranded on the beach in a foreign country––helpless, broke and in tears.
When a group of ripped and rugged athletes find me and bring me to their waterfront mansion, I know I’ll be safe for at least one night.
It quickly turns into so much more.
Not only do these men get me hot and bothered … they know what they want.
Me.
I’ve already been through so much ... and I'm scared of getting hurt.
They promise to protect me ... but it's my heart I'm frightened for.
Dear Reader,
This story has a different sort of HEA … one lucky lady and the four men who adore her. Set in Jamaica, this is more than a beach read … this is a sex-on-the-beach read— just like you deserve!
Is it just me or is it gettin' hot in here?!
xo, charlie
CHAPTER 1
Jordan is a smooth talker.
He had to be, considering he convinced me to go with him, on his private jet, to Jamaica, as a graduation gift. I’ve only known him for four weeks, yet he talked me into putting all my worldly possessions in a storage locker, even though I have no plans for what would happen after our trip.
There’s already a lot of pressure on tonight. I know what Jordan expects, but right now I just don’t feel ready.
And I know that isn’t going to make him happy.
But ever since we got on his jet today, he’s been predatory … no longer the romantic who gave me flowers before every date, the sweetheart who told me it was okay to take things slow. Suddenly he’s eyeing me like a piece of meat.
Before I give him my body, I need some reassurance.
As if he’s able to read my mind, he crosses the bedroom of the condo where we’re staying. “I just wanted to tell you something, Chloe. And I’ve been waiting for the right time to say it.”
I smile, wanting tonight to be perfect. I slip off my shoes, and walk toward him.
He takes my hands and says, “This last month has been incredible. And I want this trip to be a dream come true for both of us. The truth is, I love you, Chloe.”
My eyes widen. It’s not that I don’t believe that love can blossom in a month … but when he says the words, they sound hollow.
Stiff.
Memorized.
“Love?” My voice reveals my surprise. “You think you love me?”
Jordan’s eyes flash with anger. “That’s how you’re going to answer?”
“Well…” I falter, biting my bottom lip. “I mean, it’s a big deal. I’ve never said those words to someone before.”
“And you think I have?” Jordan shakes his head.
“I don’t know. I mean, you’re Jordan Connors, a billionaire CEO. You could have anyone.”
“But I want you.” He reaches for me, and I flinch, not even knowing why. He’s never hurt me, and maybe I’m acting crazy to doubt his love. Honestly, I have next to no experience with giving my heart to anyone.
Jordan is pissed. He raises his hands in anger. “Look, I need to cool down. I’m gonna go find some fucking ice. I got us champagne, you know, for our celebration?”
He leaves in a huff and I sit on the edge of the bed, hands clasped in my lap, wondering if I just ruined everything.
Then a phone starts buzzing. It isn’t mine, and I look around, seeing Jordan’s on the dresser. Twisting my lips, I consider looking at it.
There have been little red flags all month … but I keep squashing them because the idea of having someone looking out for me is so appealing.
I’ve been on my own forever.
His phone buzzes again.
I trust Jordan, don’t I?
I must not, because the next thing I know I’m looking at his lock screen, entering the four-digit password I’ve seen him use countless times. I press Messages, and see the newest one.
Hey baby. My pussy is so wet for you. Come home and lick it like you did last night.
Oh shit.
This was a bad idea. Those words were not mine.