Alpha & Omega Series by Mickey Reed, K. Webster

One smile. One damn beautiful smile infected my heart and soul with such a force that I nearly exploded. All hopes of afterlife and the eagerness to leave this one vanished with that one handsome smile. Thump. My heart gave one painful thud and began beating for the first time in its life. And then he spoke. The beautiful smile had an even more beautiful voice... moreOne smile. One damn beautiful smile infected my heart and soul with such a force that I nearly exploded. All hopes of afterlife and the eagerness to leave this one vanished with that one handsome smile. Thump. My heart gave one painful thud and began beating for the first time in its life. And then he spoke. The beautiful smile had an even more beautiful voice. And with each word, each joke, and, eventually, each touch, I intertwined my soul so intricately with his that I never had a chance of letting go. I fell in love. And suddenly, life wasn’t long enough. *** ‘Til Death. *** This is bad. But oh so good. The first kiss we shared was a glimpse into her soul. Her past. Her pain. This kiss is yet another glimpse into her soul. This time, fire and heat. And me. The thought of her in eternal, torturous agony sends rage swirling in my veins. She can’t die. She can’t go to Hell. It doesn’t make sense. Then a dark thought enters my mind. I’ll protect her. Forever. less

This is part two in a two-part series. Alpha & Omega should be read prior to reading this one in order for this story to make sense. Warning: Strong religious themes. They now call me a Leviathan. A monster. And maybe I am. I know one soul who believes that with every part of his being. If only he knew the truth. If only I could make him see that I’m more than the surface of lies I spin. That I’m more than someone out for their own gain... moreThis is part two in a two-part series. Alpha & Omega should be read prior to reading this one in order for this story to make sense. Warning: Strong religious themes. They now call me a Leviathan. A monster. And maybe I am. I know one soul who believes that with every part of his being. If only he knew the truth. If only I could make him see that I’m more than the surface of lies I spin. That I’m more than someone out for their own gain. I wish he could see—know who I was before all of this. The person I desperately cling on to that is still inside of me. The person I must protect. One day I hope to hand him the key to the fortress that is my heart. I just hope he doesn’t give up on Love and throw it all away… *** I hate Love. *** I’m looking at her. There’s an innocence to her that she keeps carefully hidden. But I see it. Inside of her is someone that she has revealed to no one. Not even me when I once thought we were in love. Of course now I know that was all a farce but still, she hid that even from me. But not now—now, I see more. less