The notorious half century old prophesy hasn’t been fulfilled. Storm, Sophia Davis, is working on Tequila 10 Special Operative team for the government. The team has special abilities. Storm is waiting for her Chosen to show up to bond her soul and heart.
Storm and Phantom are on a mission to gather intel. They’re destined to cross paths and are immediately thrown into a tornado of love, truths, and passions. Are they destined to merge as one?
Excerpt
Storm inhales deeply. She instantly smells the steaks as she walks inside the apartment. I wonder if Phantom is here. Omg, it smells delicious in here. My entire body is on fire. Omg. This heat is getting worse.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself with her hand. I wonder if I’m going to be able to work. Hmm, it smells like steak and something very, very delicious, she thinks.
Storm looks around the living room and walks further in. She turns to look at the furniture. She throws her bag on the sofa, nodding.
Oh, yes. It’s nice for being small. I think that Phantom is here and cooking. Damn, what a wonderful boyfriend I have, she thinks, grinning.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself. Oh gawd, I’m dying. She opens up her shirt a little more. “Babe, I’m home,” yells Storm. She walks to the kitchen, smiling.
Huh? Babe? Yeah, she’s insane, he thinks. He shakes his head and turns off the water. He turns to greet her.
Hell! She’s beautiful and insanely sexy. Oh wow, she totally turns me on, he thinks. He blinks with surprise. Damn, I don’t usually react instantly and with this intensity to women.
He shifts to relieve his aching cock. He leans against the counter. His button-up shirt has the last two buttons unbuttoned, so the shirt flaps open as he crosses his arms.
Storm stops dead in her tracks. Her smile turns to surprise and pleasure. Omg, omg the scent is him. My Chosen! Oh yeah, it’s him! I love his scent and I’m so ready for him, she thinks.
She closes her eyes and inhales deeply with pleasure. Yep, he’s my mate and he’s simply scrumptious. I’ve never smelled anything like his scent. Yep, he’s made for me, only me. He’s totally mine. I’m thrilled that finally I found him. I thought he wasn’t here on earth, she thinks.
Storm is mystified as she reads him. Omg, he doesn’t have a clue about being a werewolf, being the Chosen, and about me. Damn, Fierce did this. He’s known all along. No wonder he winked this morning. He’s never winked at me before, she thinks, irritated.
Phantom runs his eyes down her beautiful toned body and then back up to her exquisite face. Oh wow, she’s pissed? She was happy a few minutes ago. What’s up? he wonders. Phantom blinks, he observes her facial expressions.
Damn it, what am I going to do? Oh yeah, I see that Phantom’s body will revive. His scrumptious body has started to revive to its true form. Oh damn, but he won’t know he’s a werewolf. Damn it, she thinks.
She looks at Phantom's gorgeous face and runs her eyes down his huge body. Damn, I love his beautiful blue gray eyes. He’s wearing a nice trimmed goatee.
She reads him. Oh, he’s trying to hide his dimple. I can’t wait to see it. Oh yeah, he’s gorgeous everywhere. Hmmm, he looks like he’s ready for me and I’m not going to be able to keep off him for long, she thinks.
Storm bites her lower lip, moaning with need. She rests her hands on her hips. She squeezes her hips trying to keep her hands under control.
“Hello, Storm, I’ve made us an early lunch,” says Phantom. He narrows his eyes to look at her. Her thin silk shirt clings to every curve. She has full firm breasts and a small waist with nice hips. Damn, I can see her breasts swell. Hell, her nipples are nice and tight.
Storm, Sophia Davis is working on Tequila 10 special operative team for the government. The team has special abilities.
The half century old, notorious prophesy hasn't been fulfilled. Storm is waiting for the Chosen to show up to bond her soul and heart.
Phantom is unaware of his true nature or his destiny. He lives life staying in the dark, silently observing the world turn. He feels that he’s never truly fit or felt at home anywhere. He feels his life is a phantom of what life is.
Storm and Phantom are on a mission to gather intel. They’re destined to cross paths and immediately thrown into a tornado of love, truths, and passions. Are they destined to merge as one?
Excerpt
Storm inhales deeply. She instantly smells the steaks as she walks inside the apartment. I wonder if Phantom is here. Omg, it smells delicious in here. My entire body is on fire. Omg. This heat is getting worse.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself with her hand. I wonder if I’m going to be able to work. Hmm, it smells like steak and something very, very delicious, she thinks.
Storm looks around the living room and walks further in. She turns to look at the furniture. She throws her bag on the sofa, nodding.
Oh, yes. It’s nice for being small. I think that Phantom is here and cooking. Damn, what a wonderful boyfriend I have, she thinks, grinning.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself. Oh gawd, I’m dying. She opens up her shirt a little more. “Babe, I’m home,” yells Storm. She walks to the kitchen, smiling.
Huh? Babe? Yeah, she’s insane, he thinks. He shakes his head and turns off the water. He turns to greet her.
Hell! She’s beautiful and insanely sexy. Oh wow, she totally turns me on, he thinks. He blinks with surprise. Damn, I don’t usually react instantly and with this intensity to women.
He shifts to relieve his aching cock. He leans against the counter. His button-up shirt has the last two buttons unbuttoned, so the shirt flaps open as he crosses his arms.
Storm stops dead in her tracks. Her smile turns to surprise and pleasure. Omg, omg the scent is him. My Chosen! Oh yeah, it’s him! I love his scent and I’m so ready for him, she thinks.
She closes her eyes and inhales deeply with pleasure. Yep, he’s my mate and he’s simply scrumptious. I’ve never smelled anything like his scent. Yep, he’s made for me, only me. He’s totally mine. I’m thrilled that finally I found him. I thought he wasn’t here on earth, she thinks.
Storm is mystified as she reads him. Omg, he doesn’t have a clue about being a werewolf, being the Chosen, and about me. Damn, Fierce did this. He’s known all along. No wonder he winked this morning. He’s never winked at me before, she thinks, irritated.
Phantom runs his eyes down her beautiful toned body and then back up to her exquisite face. Oh wow, she’s pissed? She was happy a few minutes ago. What’s up? he wonders. Phantom blinks, he observes her facial expressions.
Damn it, what am I going to do? Oh yeah, I see that Phantom’s body will revive. His scrumptious body has started to revive to its true form. Oh damn, but he won’t know he’s a werewolf. Damn it, she thinks.
She looks at Phantom's gorgeous face and runs her eyes down his huge body. Damn, I love his beautiful blue gray eyes. He’s wearing a nice trimmed goatee.
She reads him. Oh, he’s trying to hide his dimple. I can’t wait to see it. Oh yeah, he’s gorgeous everywhere. Hmmm, he looks like he’s ready for me and I’m not going to be able to keep off him for long, she thinks.
Storm bites her lower lip, moaning with need. She rests her hands on her hips. She squeezes her hips trying to keep her hands under control.
“Hello, Storm, I’ve made us an early lunch,” says Phantom. He narrows his eyes to look at her. Her thin silk shirt clings to every curve. She has full firm breasts and a small waist with nice hips. Damn, I can see her breasts swell. Hell, her nipples are nice and tight.
The half century old, notorious prophesy hasn't been fulfilled. Storm is waiting for the Chosen to show up to bond her soul and heart.
Phantom is unaware of his true nature or his destiny. He lives life staying in the dark, silently observing the world turn. He feels that he’s never truly fit or felt at home anywhere. He feels his life is a phantom of what life is.
Storm and Phantom are on a mission to gather intel. They’re destined to cross paths and immediately thrown into a tornado of love, truths, and passions. Are they destined to merge as one?
Excerpt
Storm inhales deeply. She instantly smells the steaks as she walks inside the apartment. I wonder if Phantom is here. Omg, it smells delicious in here. My entire body is on fire. Omg. This heat is getting worse.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself with her hand. I wonder if I’m going to be able to work. Hmm, it smells like steak and something very, very delicious, she thinks.
Storm looks around the living room and walks further in. She turns to look at the furniture. She throws her bag on the sofa, nodding.
Oh, yes. It’s nice for being small. I think that Phantom is here and cooking. Damn, what a wonderful boyfriend I have, she thinks, grinning.
She pulls up her hair, fanning herself. Oh gawd, I’m dying. She opens up her shirt a little more. “Babe, I’m home,” yells Storm. She walks to the kitchen, smiling.
Huh? Babe? Yeah, she’s insane, he thinks. He shakes his head and turns off the water. He turns to greet her.
Hell! She’s beautiful and insanely sexy. Oh wow, she totally turns me on, he thinks. He blinks with surprise. Damn, I don’t usually react instantly and with this intensity to women.
He shifts to relieve his aching cock. He leans against the counter. His button-up shirt has the last two buttons unbuttoned, so the shirt flaps open as he crosses his arms.
Storm stops dead in her tracks. Her smile turns to surprise and pleasure. Omg, omg the scent is him. My Chosen! Oh yeah, it’s him! I love his scent and I’m so ready for him, she thinks.
She closes her eyes and inhales deeply with pleasure. Yep, he’s my mate and he’s simply scrumptious. I’ve never smelled anything like his scent. Yep, he’s made for me, only me. He’s totally mine. I’m thrilled that finally I found him. I thought he wasn’t here on earth, she thinks.
Storm is mystified as she reads him. Omg, he doesn’t have a clue about being a werewolf, being the Chosen, and about me. Damn, Fierce did this. He’s known all along. No wonder he winked this morning. He’s never winked at me before, she thinks, irritated.
Phantom runs his eyes down her beautiful toned body and then back up to her exquisite face. Oh wow, she’s pissed? She was happy a few minutes ago. What’s up? he wonders. Phantom blinks, he observes her facial expressions.
Damn it, what am I going to do? Oh yeah, I see that Phantom’s body will revive. His scrumptious body has started to revive to its true form. Oh damn, but he won’t know he’s a werewolf. Damn it, she thinks.
She looks at Phantom's gorgeous face and runs her eyes down his huge body. Damn, I love his beautiful blue gray eyes. He’s wearing a nice trimmed goatee.
She reads him. Oh, he’s trying to hide his dimple. I can’t wait to see it. Oh yeah, he’s gorgeous everywhere. Hmmm, he looks like he’s ready for me and I’m not going to be able to keep off him for long, she thinks.
Storm bites her lower lip, moaning with need. She rests her hands on her hips. She squeezes her hips trying to keep her hands under control.
“Hello, Storm, I’ve made us an early lunch,” says Phantom. He narrows his eyes to look at her. Her thin silk shirt clings to every curve. She has full firm breasts and a small waist with nice hips. Damn, I can see her breasts swell. Hell, her nipples are nice and tight.
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