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Even though the werewolves of the Cult of Bulshar were slaughtered when she was five years old, Nicole Haught has led a life hunted and feared since that night just on the suspicion that she is related to them.
Graduating top of her class, Nicole moves to Purgatory to start a new job and a new life. Half starved, her first meal, and first night in the area, is interrupted by the arrival of three alpha's and a pushy young omega wolf set on claiming what is hers, Nicole’s heart.
Faced with the threat of illegal arms, Bobo Del Rey, and the resurrection of Bulshar, Nicole finds love and family.
NOTE – Whilst I use the terms alpha and omega, the dynamics are different that other A/B/O stories. Yes, there are heats and ruts but there are no lady penises/trans. I have nothing against those kinds of stories and enjoy reading them, but if that is the kind you want to read, this is not one of them. There is always consent and my alphas are complete softies for their omegas.
ALSO – There is an element of a poly relationship between Wynonna, Doc and Dolls. They are all in and love each other equally and had NO reflection on them being Bi, they are just soulmates, three parts of a whole, and it works for them.
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Derek saves a nymph from being somebody's Christmas decoration. As a reward, the nymph grants him a twig of mistletoe.
If Derek had known the mistletoe would come to life and goad him into kissing people at random, he might have tried to refuse.
Of course, Derek doesn’t notice. Not at first. How would he, when he’s alone? The mistletoe can’t do anything to him when he’s alone. It just sits in the house, hung above the fireplace, next to his tiny Christmas tree. Only when he shows up at Scott’s to return Melissa’s stepladder—Lydia and Stiles insisted he put up Christmas lights—does he realize the gift’s true purpose.
Melissa lifts one corner of her mouth in a wry smile and tells him, “You’ve got a little something right—” and reaches up above his head.
Bookmarked by Firey
05 Feb 2014