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How many book titles/series in the following paragraph? (I wrote this puzzle for my friend) u guys should know more than a few obvious ones
the moon called last night to say something along the lines of one of kathryn's mysterious phrases that two friends were "blood bound" and that the balance of the fragile eternity was in their hands despite the fact their fate was unknown they continued in their quest to find that which is silver borne and those whom are iron kissed the dreaded dragon bone crossed their path and turned one into a wicked lovely toad and the other started laughing so hard that their belt came undone the cat who talked turkey came to help them but he spoke...well...turkey and made no sense so they spent a few days hiding in the radiant shadows before doubling make to make an ink exchange at the vampire academy
Give me the answer anyone? xD there aren't many so u guys should get em quick, specially cuz most of em r patricia briggs but 1 is well hidden and the other from that series is hidden but ud get it if u knew it
anyways heres chapter 17
Just…How?
I poked at my dessert on the plate in front of me. It was just Dad, Mom, Ben, and I, until the pack showed up later. There was this conversation about God only knows going on between the adults so I just kinda hung back and enjoyed my key lime pie.
Well…sorta…
Well…to be completely honest, I was making Ben squirm behind my parents' backs. They were both turned towards him (being on the opposite side of the island) and I just silently teased Ben.
You can not be Adam's daughter, damn it, Porsche!
Dad said something about why I would not be driving until I was thirty, but I ignored it. Mom was fighting for me anyways, no worries.
I licked the cream off my spoon and saw Ben shift uncomfortably. I grinned.
Knock it off!
Mmm, I'm enjoying it.
Fuck…
My parents either didn't notice or didn't care about poor Ben's situation.
You've got such a dirty mind for a fifteen year old girl.
You know it better than I do.
Damn it, please stop, Porsche, please.
I kinda liked hearing him beg.
"What do you think?" Dad turned to Ben who jumped.
"I-er-" He shot me an angry glare and Dad turned to watch me for a moment.
I smiled innocently, having put the spoon on my plate already. Ben's eye's narrowed as both my parents stared at me for a minute, looked at Ben, back to me, and shook off whatever feeling they had had.
"About Porsche getting her license." Dad elaborated.
"Oh, well, uh, I think she could definitely drive. Her little run-in with Ian definitely proved that she can handle it. So long as she feels she's ready I say go for it…" He kind of muddled it up, keeping an eye on me nervously.
"Porsche, stop it." Mom rolled her eyes.
"I'm not doing anything!" I frowned.
"Not out loud and not that I can see when I look, but God only knows what you're doing to Ben right now. We are trying to have a conversation."
I sighed.
I swear to God, Porsche, I can do so much worse to you. Unlike you, I know exactly how to work this bond. I can do things on purpose.
Ha, I'd like to see you try to do worse.
Just wait.
"I think she should be allowed to try, she already knows how to drive, not only did Charles," I think my Mom meant that as an insult because when she said it like that Dad winced, "Teach her, she took a class."
"Can we just start small and go big? We're already letting her come to the hunt this Friday that may or may not result in some major bloodshed." Dad asked, "Driving around by herself is not something I want her doing quite yet."
"It could help her get out of some tough situations, though." Ben pointed out calmly.
"That is true." Dad agreed.
"I think she should be able to apply for her license."
"And let's let her fight in dominance fights while we're at it." Dad muttered taking a sip out of his perfectly white mug. He just threw out another one because it had a "burn spot" on it that looked like mud.
Well…I don't blame him…but I don't think it was a burn spot. I think it was actual mud. I mean, come on, we live with werewolves, mud is a possibility.
"I'm okay with that!" I raised my hand.
Ben and Dad choked on their coffee and Mom laughed.
"Of course you are, a fight to the death at fifteen, who isn't ready to do that?" She shook her head in amusement. "No dominance fights."
"Fine." I grumbled.
"If I were to call Bran right now," Dad began before my vision swam. I shook my head to try to clear it but it just got foggier until the only emotion I felt was lust. I blinked a few times and began to fidget, my heartbeat getting steadily louder. "Would he say that you were ready?"
"Yeah." I tried to steady my breathing, failing more than miserably. The lust had been matched by pleasure and I trembled, looking at Ben, where he sat across the room, taunting me by being so far away. I tried not to squirm against the unbelievably uncomfortable heat that built itself up inside me. I felt a whimper push past my lips and I gripped the edge of the granite top, squeezing my legs together. Damn him for being so damn sexy when he smirks because he knows what he does to me.
Mom had been watching me for a while…
"Ben, what ever you're doing to my daughter, stop it." She growled and I could think clearly again. I gasped and my breathing steadily became normal and my heartbeat returned to it's steady rhythm.
That was just half of it, sweetie.
I didn't quite get it, were they his emotions he was pushing at me and making me feel or were they my emotions that he felt sometime after the bond had opened and he was just mirroring them back at me? Or was it the fact that, in the overall hierarchy of this pack now we're mated, he was more dominant than I was? Could he actually have some kind of control over me than no other wolf had yet managed? Or was it just some stupid thing our bond allowed him to do that I hadn't mastered yet.
Damn it, could he do that anywhere?
Did he do that every time he kissed me or was that seriously me?
I shivered, none of that had occurred to me because I had never had the problem. Not even Bran could get me to do his bidding by command so I hadn't ever felt the need to know who had what effects on me and why.
But if Bran couldn't control me, and Ben was less dominant, why could he do anything? I mean packs have been getting much more lenient in the sense that even though women still don't have rights, we are given a little more credit and it has been realized that we don't always get bumped down when we mate lower than our possible rank if we were allowed in the rankings to begin with.
Had I seriously just dropped to the bottom of the food chain by choosing Ben?
I'm not entirely immune to all types of magic, it just works funny on me I guess. I can see through Fae glamour, Bran had told me that after I had had a rather…odd experience on the street, I just have to realize it's there and want to remove it. Commands didn't effect me unless my guard was down and the magic I've had thrown at me by witches and Fae has yet to be proven successful.
But it also works backwards sometimes, like Bran can speak into my head over longer distances and I can communicate back unlike everyone else who he can no longer hear from. Something happened with his mother, who was a witch, that threw that talent out of whack forever. But, he could speak with me if I thought directly at him.
He didn't understand that because it's not something he could do with my mother, but he said I may have created magic by being a walker/wolf cross.
"The pack will be here in three hours." It was six o'clock. "We should get ready." Dad spoke to Mom, giving Ben a warning look about messing with me. After a moment, they got up and left, heading upstairs to discuss whatever they needed to. Mom glanced back over her shoulder with a look that just screamed "none of this crap when the pack gets here" before she turned back to the stairs and left to her and Dad's room.
"What I did to you wasn't half as bad." I hissed.
"In my mind it was." He sounded unfazed by my obvious anger.
"Damn it!" I just wanted to throw a fit. He wasn't quite understanding my problem today, well…more like since two hours ago.
"You smell different." He commented, getting up and walking over. "But it's weird you-"
"I'M IN HEAT!" I growled. "Okay? It happens in the fall! It's almost the exact opposite of what happens to wild wolves according to Bran because apparently they go into heat from January to April!"
"You can't be serious?" His eyes widened.
"Well, did you notice me get my period? NO! I don't!" I whined, "Because I can't be normal! If I had my period I'd be hungry for blood all fucking week, you know how awkward that'd be? No! I FUCKING GO INTO HEAT LIKE A DAMNED BITCH!"
"Calm down." He soothed, "You were fine over dinner."
"I was terrified! Bran used to have to keep me inside and even still half the wolf bachelors would just turn up out of nowhere and wait outside the house!" I shivered, "I thought someone was going to just show up!"
Ben let out a low growl and pulled me off the chair and against him, but I don't know about him, for me it was uncomfortable. It just made me want him more, even still all he did was kiss me.
Not that I didn't enjoy it it's just that I was almost fine before he had put those feelings into my head. I had at least been able to keep the ache to a minimum, but now it was in full swing.
In response to the feeling, I tried to pull myself closer to him, wrapping my legs around his waist, tightening my arms around his neck. I whimpered when he broke the kiss.
"Damn, you smell like-"
"I know." I tried to kiss him again and he successfully kept me at bay without using his hands, which were on my hips, trying to stop me from grinding against him.
"We don't have time for this."
"We have three hours." I rested my head on Ben's shoulder. "It's going to be like twelve for me now. And if you don't fix it soon, someone else will lose it in the middle of the meeting."
"How does this work?" I could tell he was straining against me. "With the other wolves I mean?"
"Dominants lose it first, but Dad is my Dad so he'll probably not see it, unless werewolves work like wolf wolves, then we're screwed because they fuck their own pups, though if he hasn't come down yet were fine. Darryl has a mate, he's safe. Warren is gay, but he's mateless because his wolf won't accept Kyle so I don't know…" I trailed off. "Then the next in line will be affected. Eventually there'll be a fight and so on."
"You should've told me as soon as you knew."
"I was keeping myself occupied," I panted, squirming now desperately against his hold because it was getting worse talking about it. In human form it was worse, if I shifted now, I'd feel better because wolves are the ones who go into heat, not humans. For me it just became irksome and painful and tiresome and I had never been able to fix it until now, the answer stood in front of me and I was unable to reach it. "By tormenting you. Please, Ben?"
"Now look who's begging." He snorted, but I could tell how hard he was trying not to move.
I whimpered and pushed towards him again but he held me firmly in place.
Nuzzling him, I let out another whimper and a whine.
"Bring me downstairs?"
"Porsche, if we do this now, your parents will get mad because you'll be asleep for the meeting. If you want to save Jamie, you have to come to this." He told me.
"If you don't do it now, someone else will, whether I'm mated or not, they're all going to want a turn." He loosened up enough for me to finally be able to feel him. I mentally thanked myself for wearing a skirt.
"Is there any way we can avoid that outcome?" He had his eyes closed.
"If you take your pants off." I whispered.
"You're already tired!"
"Because you're holding me back and 'm fighting forward."
"Because we have a meeting!"
"Two and a half hours." I warned.
He held me up by placing an arm under my rump for a moment so he could see my face.
"If you want this, you want this, it is not my fault if we get in trouble." He said sternly, but I didn't understand what he meant because his thumb had brushed under my skirt and I shivered.
I realized he carried me downstairs when he dropped me on the bed. Thing is, I didn't want the bed.
When you're in heat it's an entirely different story from when you're just having sex like normal wolves. When you're in heat everything has to be as barbaric as you can make it, on the floor, man in control, cutting the clothes off with a knife or ripping them off, nothing that showed love or tenderness or passion, just raw fucking.
I slid off the bed and onto the floor and Ben seemed to understand. He backed away and shook his head.
"Porsche, I can't let him do that."
I whimpered, giving a desperate "yip" sound. He took a long look at me and sighed, kneeling beside me.
"I can't do that to you."
I squirmed, pushing myself into the carpet until Ben had felt he'd had quite enough and finally I felt my shirt being ripped down the middle. He unclasped my bra hurriedly and his lips clamped down. I let out a gasp and my hips bucked of their own accord. We had no time for this.
He seemed to understand that too and I felt his hand brush under my skirt. He removed everything and the heat in my belly made me howl as I felt him under his jeans for the day.
Why was he still wearing them?
And finally, they were off him and he was on me, his whole being pressed against me. I realized he had tied my wrists together with my cami. I hadn't noticed, but I also didn't know he could tie so tight. He put more of his bodyweight on me when he knew I had noticed and whispered in my ear.
"If you want rough, then I'll do it rough." He growled, "You will not untie your wrists and you will not make a sound, are we clear?"
I panted and choked back my howl when he thrust in, finally my pain dimmed just a little. I couldn't pull him to me to kiss so I could keep silent and he made no attempt to try to help. I wanted to scream and I threw my head back.
"Don't you fucking dare." He thrust harder and I tried to escape but he held me in place. He wasn't giving me anything to hold back and I really couldn't. He smelled like Ben and sex and rain and pine and there was no wolf there. It was all him.
I whimpered, such a small sound, but it made him growl and he just made it harder to hold back.
He slapped me.
"I said quiet."
But it made me want more if it was possible. My back arched and I bit my lip but he pulled out before I could reach my climax. I wanted to tell him I needed it because the dull fiery pain had come back full force and I had nothing, but he was waiting for me to dare to make noise.
"You said rough." He reminded. I squirmed, trying to get him in my again, but he wouldn't have it. Tears fell from my eyes as I frantically twisted to ease my misery.
"Stay still." He growled.
I stopped, breathing heavily, eyeing him wearily.
"On all fours."
My eyes widened and I shook my head. I couldn't do that again, I didn't like not being able to see what he was going to do to me, it made me anxious.
"That's the only way you're going to get your release." He shrugged and smirked. "I'm sure you can figure out how to get into position with your wrists tied."
I didn't want to do anything, but the pressure became to much and I gave in, pulling my legs in to step through my bindings so I could roll onto somewhat all fours.
"You can break them now." Ben told me, moving his fingers gently around my opening and I almost collapsed. I pulled the knot apart after a little work and Ben spread my legs a little wider than what they were.
When he was done I collapsed, my arms giving way, and he laid down next to me.
"You shouldn't have said rough." He smirked, "That is something I know how to do, that wasn't that bad, sweetheart."
I turned my face to look at him, eyes wide.
"Not that bad?" I gasped out, still trying to breath.
"I told you, I don't like hurting you." He whispered, kissing me so softly I wasn't sure he had done it. "But you're being in heat drove me further than insane most of the way."
"I found that out." I whimpered when I tried to move because I was sore and my legs felt like jelly again.
"The meeting is in half an hour and your parents are going to want a word with us now." He got up and bent down to pick me up. I snuggled against his bare chest. If anything, I loved his smell after sex even more than before it.
"I have to live with your being in heat for how long?" He asked.
"About a month." I murmured, kissing his chest softly.
"We don't have time for round what-ever, don't you make me wish we did." He growled before we reached the steps. It was then I noticed he had covered me in his shirt from before and that he was wearing his jeans. "A month? Damn it, I can't do that…but…no more rough."
"You enjoyed it." I was half asleep.
"Not as much as you'd think." He mumbled, "You started crying again."
"You like being in control." I commented.
"Yes."
"I only started crying because I don't like not being able to see what you're about to do." My breathing was slowing down and I was falling asleep.
"You need to shower." He murmured in my ear and I whined. "I told you you would be tired."
"Shut up." I grumbled.
"Fine, after your mother kills me, she can give you a shower." He sighed.
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The un-mated males in the room's eyes kept darting to me every once in a while. Even though I hadn't showered and I smelled like Ben and I was still wearing his shirt, though not the same one he had put on me originally, and I was sitting on his lap, they couldn't help it.
"The next wolf to look at my fifteen year old daughter will be banished." My father growled and everyone's attention snapped back to him. "As I was saying before, we will need to organize a search that can span the entire area of our territory."
"We can split up." I offered, "Each go in different groups with different leaders. One with you and Mom, one with Darryl and Auriele, one with Warren and," I was about to say Mary Jo, but I couldn't remember how they got along… "Perhaps Mary Jo? And Honey and Peter."
That got an uproar.
"Peter is a sub!" I think his name was Gregory, shouted at me.
"I was referring to at least one dominant per group and one male one female at the head." I said simply.
"You and Ben would go before Honey and Peter!"
"I can't exactly propose I lead one myself without an uproar about if you can or cannot have a fifteen year old girl as dominant as her father lead a small group of wolves." I rolled my eyes.
Gregory wasn't really paying attention to the words coming out of my mouth and started looking me over. Ben growled.
"She is mine."
I smiled.
"So, go on," I waved for Gregory to back up, "I don't like you so close."
"Honey can't lead a group, she's female with a submissive mate."
"Porsche can't lead one, she's a kid mated with Ben and he's right before Peter and Honey, not to mention she's female."
"Honey isn't a dominant, she's a female, she's lower than Peter. Anyone I know can beat her in a fight."
"Are you asking to get your ass kicked?" I snapped.
"SILENCE!" Dad roared and we all stared at him. "Porsche's teams will stay. Me and Mercy, Darryl and Auriele, Warren and Mary Jo, Honey and Peter, and Porsche and Ben."
And there was another outraged outburst.
"If you do not agree, oh well." Mom simply put.
"You only agree because she is your daughter!"
"This is unfair!"
"There are tons of people more dominant than Peter and Honey!"
"A fifteen year old girl? Are you serious?"
"Are we going to rape a few teenagers then? Putting us under Ben!"
I snarled and pinpointed the man who had said it.
Timothy McCree, brown hair, freckles, blue eyes.
"Say it again." I growled, "I dare you."
"We will not have a fight in the house!" My mother yelled.
"Timothy George McCree, come here." My father growled out and his wolf had no choice but to comply. "You will not make anyone in this pack feel unwelcome in anyway. Ben is a better wolf than you, he's here when he's needed and does what he doesn't have to. He was innocent of the charges held against him. If you ever taunt another wolf of this pack in front of me again I will kill you."
Timothy scrambled backwards and I buried face in the crook of Ben's neck because he was hurting and he was so close to breaking.
"We all know the truth." I soothed, "We all know you're innocent. Ignore it, ignore it." Ben took a breath and sighed.
The meeting was adjourned and the wolves trickled out of the house, those who were to lead the parties stayed behind, but before Ben and I could go back downstairs from getting a drink, Timothy had come up to us.
"It must feel nice, having Adam at your back because you're sleeping with his daughter." He commented and Ben growled, "How many times have you heard her break into tears over you touching her?"
Ben faltered.
"Hmmm, so she has cried?" He smiled. "Interesting…sweetheart, why don't you come over here and try being with someone with actual control. Someone who won't make you cry."
"Get away from me you bastard." I hissed.
"You obviously need a dictionary if you're calling me one." He commented. "Or maybe you're just as bad as he is? Are you a little slut or something?"
"Ben!" I screeched, eyes wide when Timothy ended up against the wall. Everyone in the basement must've heard the slam because they came running up.
"Oh my God." Honey gasped.
"This…is another problem." Warren pinched the bridge of his nose.
Dad didn't look surprised and neither did Mom.
"Ben, let him go." I pried his hands away.
"He called you a-"
"I have ears, I know, but when I don't freak out about something, you don't freak out, okay? Okay." I pulled him away gently.
Dad gave Timothy a hand when he crumpled to the floor.
"Get out of my house and don't come back until the full moon." He growled and Timothy dashed out.
"Have you been faking all this time?" Darryl asked.
"No, he hasn't." Dad spoke, "Without orders, He is a little below what he should be ranked but not by much, that's because he came here a foreigner with a rough background and I wasn't sure how he'd make out."
There was a pause
"That, was Porsche."
"What? ME?"
A/N-
LOOKY LOOKY! ANOTHER CHAPTER!
Notloggedin: *pouts* oh wait, YAY u reviewed! aha im glad u like to talk, so do i xD im glad u r nice
yes actually i found out it was one word this year when my teacher told me in no uncertain terms that "despite my writing talent for both stories and poetry and spelling, I am an idiot if I didn't kno it was one word"
:D im glad u liked it! rnt u glad im glad u liked it?
hehe, it was kinda foretaste of this chapter which i thought was harsh (this chapter) but whatever
EXACTLY! i find myself rereading books and yelling at the characters for being out of character! how is that even possible? the writer knows the character xD
OMG! I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE U LIVE! I EVEN WATCHED U WRITE THAT REVIEW! AHA! I AM SO GETTING AN "A+" IN MY "Stalker Savvy" COURSE AT THE COLLEGE! xD well…then again…i broke a branch and i told u i was stalking u…okay maybe a "B-"
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Just…don't bother i have a whole spot in the dictionary for Me-isms
yes it is good advice! can cause some confusion, but good advice. tho, i saw her as trying to b a responsible mother but because of how she failed at watching jesse i kinda thought she fail epic-ly here too
yeah well i was having a hard time making her cry cuz i didn't want 2 admit she was only 15 and she's normal despite everything
IM SORRY! I DIDNT MEAN IT!
true…ahahaha "i like ur beard"xD AHAHAHA!
ok so random, i worked so hard 2 get over my fear of heights, guess watt? IT GOT WORSE! i literally hugged the lighthouse and i have never had one where i stop breathing (except in an elevator this one time but it was crowded and there were no hand rails and i was four and my dad ditched me in the mall by "accident") and my mother started laughing and i almost passed out! GAH! talk about irresponsible mothers! shish!
no 1 else reviewed…ahahahahahaha
well so yes! heres my other story for today!
i went to the bookstore and bought two rachel caine books (Outcast Season: Undone and Outcast Season: Unknown) and RADIANT SHADOWS! WHOOT!
and then some creepy lady asked my my name so like the idiot i am i gave her my real first name and she must b really god with name meanings because she asked me if i was fae and i was like "…i thought they were make believe…" and she was like "ok, nope, u rnt! thank you!" and i was like "WTFN!" and she just wandered off and disappeared…
yay.
AND I GOT STUNG BY A JELLYFISH! AND I SAW A BABY SHARK!
Im now scared of creepy old ladies and can no longer say i haven't been stung by a jellyfish or seen a baby shark in the ocean,
GIMH