Bonded to the Berserkers (sneak peek)
* Laurel The first scream came from the dormitory. It was loud and clear, ringing through the kitchen where I stood with my arms elbow-deep in soapy water. “Curses,” I muttered, grabbing a cloth to dry my hands. Who was awake and shouting at this late hour? Which one of the orphans had cried out? We all knew to stay quiet, even when being punished. Sage rushed in from the back hall. She was my age, but small and frail, and much too thin. “What is it? What is happening?” I asked. “Somebody cried out,” she said. “One Read more…
Captured by the Berserkers
Willow The abbey lay on the hip of the curving road. I followed the path, hurrying to be sure I reached its large oak doors before the bell tolled for evening prayers. Whenever the friar sent me on an errand to the village, he gave me strict warnings to return before sunset. Tonight, I hurried not only to escape his punishment but to outrun the almost-full moon. I needed to be hidden well away before it rose and brought the sickness upon me. Lost in my thoughts, I startled when a shadow fell across my path. “Good evening”,” a Read more…
#SATSpanks Given to the Berserkers
This is from my latest release! *** “Fergus! What are you doing?” I squirmed but he pinned me easily, shifting me so my bum draped right over his legs. He smacked it again and I squawked, though it didn’t hurt at all. “Punishing ye,” he said, and I could hear the grin in his tone. “This is how wolves discipline their naughty mates.” His hand roamed over my naked flesh, squeezing my plump cheeks. “It doesn’t hurt very much–Ow!” His palm connected with my right buttcheek, hard enough to sting. I reared up but didn’t go far, as Fergus pushed me Read more…
Training time: Given to the Berserkers
“All, right, my lovely. It’s time to begin your training.” “Training?” Still naked, I wrapped my arms loosely around my bare form. The look Fergus shot me was wicked. “Bend over the bed.” I hurried to obey. “Such a fine arse. Not too small, not to plump. And a lovely red color. Spread your legs, sweet one.” I rocked from one foot to the other, opening my stance. “Good lass. Now part your bottom cheeks for me.” “Fergus—” A smack on my behind had me hastening to comply. Flushing red as my punished backside, I spread my cheeks and Read more…
Given to the Berserkers
Prologue “Muriel,” someone was calling my name and tugging on my arm. I opened my eyes, squinting against my throbbing headache. “Wake up,” my sister said in a trembling whisper. “What is it, Fleur?” I groaned. “Did the fire go out? Where’s Sabine?” “She disappeared, remember? We have not seen her for a day and a night.” Fleur was speaking, but I barely heard her as I sat up and stared through the bars of a cage. Where I expected the walls of our home and the stone hearth, there was only forest. “What is this?” I whispered. Read more…
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