Chapter: Maya Arrives ANNA I was still pushing cold eggs around my plate when the lift chimed in the foyer. My stomach did that stupid little flip it always did when the doors opened these days. Not because I expected trouble. But it was Enoch’s building and everything in it felt like it belonged to him first and me second. I set the fork down. My mother had already gone for a walk with Dad, after Enoch’s mum left and the apartment felt too quiet without them. Too full of the conversation I had not quite had with Enoch ten minutes ago. He sat across from me now, coffee mug in one hand, watching me and I, him.The lift doors slid open. Maya stepped out dragging the same battered purple suitcase she had used since university with her hair tied up in a messy bun. She took one look at the open-plan space, the river view, and her mouth curved into a smile that had gotten us both into trouble more times than I could count. “Well,” she said, loud enough for the whole top floor to hear. “This is fancy.”
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Chapter: Old Wounds ENOCH Enoch closed the study door behind them. The click sounded louder than it should have. His mother did not sit. She walked to the window, arms folded, and looked out at the grey stretch of river like it had personally offended her. He stayed by the door. Evelyn turned. "You brought her here.""She works with me.""Annabelle." His mother said her name with disapproval. "In your apartment. In your company. Looking at you the way she does. Are you even thinking clearly?"Enoch crossed to the desk. He picked up the single pen lying there and set it in the tray. Small movements. "She's good at her job," he said."That is not what I'm talking about and you know it.""Mother.""Don't use that tone. I'm not one of your board members." She turned from the window fully now, arms still folded, and he could see the thing behind her eyes that she almost never let out. Grief wearing anger's face, which was worse. "I watched you miss three family Christmases because she was going to be
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Chapter: Anna's Aunt ANNA The doorbell rang while her mother was still mid-sentence about the neighbour’s roses. Anna paused with the coffee pot halfway to her father’s cup. Enoch’s hand was already on the back of her chair, steady, the same way it had been since they sat down for breakfast. She noticed the flex of muscle under his rolled sleeve first. Objective. Useful detail for later when she needed to remind herself why her pulse was doing stupid things. “I’ll get it,” he said. He crossed the open living room in three strides. Anna watched the line of his shoulders and told herself the observation was only practical. The man moved like he owned gravity. The door opened. A woman’s voice, crisp and carrying the same clipped consonants as Enoch’s, filled the foyer. “Darling. You didn’t mention guests.” Enoch’s mother stepped inside. She wore cream cashmere and the kind of perfume that announced money without shouting. Her eyes swept the room once, landed on Anna, and stayed. Anna felt the l
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Chapter: Family Weekend ANNA Her mother stepped out of the arrivals hall dragging the same battered suitcase she had used for every holiday since Anna was twelve. The sight hit like a soft punch. Anna stood frozen for half a second, then moved. She met her halfway, arms already open, and let herself be folded into the vanilla-and-flour hug that still smelled exactly like home. “You came,” Anna said into her mother’s shoulder. The words came out steadier than she felt. “Of course we came.” Her mother pulled back, cupped Anna’s face, thumbs brushing under her eyes like she could wipe away the last three weeks with touch alone. “You sounded tired on the phone. And Enoch said the guest rooms were ready.” Dad appeared behind her, slower, carrying the duty-free bag like it might explode. His eyes found Enoch first. They always did. “Son,” he said, the word warm and automatic. He clapped Enoch on the shoulder the way he used to when Enoch was twenty and still pretended he wasn’t watching Anna across every
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Chapter: The Rule They Break ANNA The lift doors slid shut and the car hummed upward. Enoch stood with his back to the mirrored wall, arms folded, eyes fixed on the glowing numbers like they owed him money. Anna leaned against the opposite side because the alternative was standing close enough to smell the soap still clinging to his skin. She noticed the way the white shirt pulled across his shoulders first. Objective fact. The fabric was expensive and it knew how to behave. She cleared her throat. "You can stop pretending the merger call is the only thing on your mind."His gaze flicked to her. Once."I have several things on my mind, Anna." His voice was even. "The merger happens to be one of them.""And Daniel?"Silence. The lift hummed."Daniel," he repeated, the name flat in his mouth. "What about him?"She laughed dryly, and punched his arm lightly. "Come on. You had your hand on my wrist like you were measuring my pulse for signs of disloyalty. Daniel sent one text and you looked ready to delete his en
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Chapter: The Morning After Nothing ANNA She was already reaching for the coffee pot when the kitchen lights clicked on behind her. The sudden brightness made her squint. Enoch stood in the doorway in yesterday’s trousers and a fresh white shirt, sleeves rolled exactly the way she had catalogued six years ago and never stopped noticing. His hair was still damp from the shower. She told herself the observation was purely factual. “Morning,” she said, voice light enough to pass for normal. She poured two cups because her hands needed something to do. “You look like you slept zero hours. That makes two of us.” He didn’t answer. He crossed the room, took the mug she offered, and set it down untouched. The silence stretched until it felt like another person in the room. Anna leaned back against the counter. The marble was cold through her thin pyjama shorts. She had chosen the shortest pair she owned on purpose. Petty, yes. Effective, apparently. His gaze flicked down once before it locked on her face. “So,” she sa
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A Prey For My Enemy
Kain Morozov is the most dangerous cleaner in the European underworld and entirely without mercy. When the man that raised him murdered his pregnant girlfriend and tries to force him into their service, he responds the only way he knows how: he attends their dinner party and kills everyone at the table.
Everyone except the girl sitting across from him.
Tatiana Morozov is twenty-two, sheltered to the point of suffocation, sharp-tongued and completely unprepared for the world her parents kept her sealed away from. She is also the only person Kain has ever been unable to kill, because she looked up at him across a dinner table with blood on her face and his dead mother's eyes shone through.
He takes her to protect her. She sees it as kidnapping.
What follows is a slow, furious, devastating collision between a broken soul who doesn't know he's capable of gentleness and a naive girl who doesn't know the world she grew up in was built on bodies. Between them stands Julian Ashford, handsome, warm, attentive, everything Kain is not.
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Chapter: TEA IN THE GARDENTATIANA“If you’re planning on poisoned tea, you should know I’ve built up a tolerance to subpar hospitality over the last week,” I say, watching Dmitri set the tray down on the small table in the garden.He doesn’t even look up. He just nudges the cup slightly closer to me, the steam rising in a slow, almost mocking curl.“It’s Earl Grey,” he says.Four syllables. A new record.“How very polite of you,” I reply, leaning back in the chair and crossing my legs. “Are we going to discuss the weather next, or perhaps the implications of my being held in a cliffside fortress by a murderer and his sidekick?”Dmitri stands there with his hands clasped behind his back, looking like he’s been carved out of old leather and military-grade patience.“The tea is hot,” he says. “Drink it slowly, Miss Morozov.”I study him, tilting my head slightly.Getting anything useful out of Dmitri is like trying to hold water in my hands. He answers just enough to make it seem like he’s cooperating, and then y
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Chapter: HOUSE RULESTATIANASleep is a traitor tonight, refusing to claim me even as exhaustion claws at my bones, my heart keeping up a frantic rhythm like a caged bird throwing itself against the fragile bars of my ribs.I stand at the window with my back to the door, one hand resting on the cold latch like a promise I haven’t yet decided to break.I imagine this is how Rapunzel felt, except I don’t have long hair, and instead of a false mother, I have a false brother.A soft knock unsettles the silence.“What is it?” I don’t need to turn to know who it is. Everyone else who has entered this room since I got here announces themselves with footsteps, no matter how light. I always hear them.But not Kain.It’s like he walks on air.The door closes behind him with a quiet whisper, and my shoulders tense automatically, settling into that familiar, unwilling rigidity they seem to adopt every time he’s near.“House rules,” he says, his voice low and matter-of-fact.Of course it is.What else do monsters offe
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Chapter: CAUGHTI noticed, three days ago from the kitchen window, that the wall there is lower than everywhere else. Maybe half a meter lower. Maybe less. But I am not going back inside that house without at least trying. I have nothing to lose.I hear him behind me almost immediately."Shit," he sounds mildly surprised. His footsteps are heavier than mine but fast for someone his size. "Damn, she's fast."I do not respond because I am still running and also because I am winning, at least for the moment. The far corner is coming up and I am calculating the jump.I can do this. I am actually going to do this, and then my foot chooses the perfect moment to skip a step. I stumble forward, anticipating a bad fall.A hand closes around the back of my collar and the world lurches sideways and my feet leave the ground entirely before I come back down onto the wet grass with considerably less dignity than I left it with.I look up to find Dimitri in front of me, bent at the waist. He is breathing harder tha
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Chapter: WINDOW ESCAPETATIANA The window latch must have been designed by someone who has never wanted to escape anything, with the way it sits in its housing, and how much pressure you need before it gives even a millimeter. Four days of attacking it from different angles. The latch finally gives out. It makes a small sound that seems enormous in a room where the only other noise is my own breathing. I hold still for some seconds. But when I do not hear any sound from the hallway, I keep going. Cold November air hits my face immediately, and I breathe it in sharply. I have almost forgotten what outside smells like. I take in the faint salt-and-cold smell of the ocean somewhere below. The drop is two floors. I have been measuring it with my eyes every time I stand at the window pretending to look at the view. The courtyard below is made of stone, which is not ideal. But there is a narrow ledge maybe four feet down where the lower wall juts out, and if I can get my feet to that, the second dr
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Chapter: BOOKS AND A NOTETATIANAKain Aleksei Morozov. That's the name I grew up hearing in whispers. He killed them all and when he got to me, he took my wrist instead.I have been trying to figure out why since the car ride and I still don't have a satisfying answer. Right now I have nothing of value. I have no idea of the outside world or what would happen to my family’s estate. Although I am sure Julian would take care of that for me. He’s good at his job.I wasn’t even allowed to bury my parents. Kain is a very bad manHe said he wouldn't sell me, which I suppose is the lowest possible bar for reassurance and yet here I am, slightly reassured. I’m going to kill you Kain, one day. I swear it.No matter the weird excuse he has given his conscience to allow him to kill his own father in cold blood, I will make him pay for the lives he’s taken.I go back to making my list. I haven't checked under the bed yet.I find books there. I get down on my knees and pull them out. Three of them. They're not stack
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Chapter: INVENTORY DAYTATIANAThe room is not that interesting. It's not. But I've also mentally recorded every single item in it, so clearly I am lying to myself.There's a bed. A wardrobe. There's a window with a latch that doesn't budge, and I know because I spent time on it before accepting that whoever designed this room did not want anyone to leave it.So frustrating. The last time I was locked away like this was when I disobeyed father and tried to sneak out to go watch a concert with Julian. It was the first date Julian asked me on and our first fight ever. I still remember his words.“If I mattered enough to you, you’d come.” His hard voice was still over my phone’s speaker. I had told him then that we should come clean to my parents. Who knew maybe the respect they had for him would have compelled them to allow us to date. My words only got him madder.I felt his pain and I wanted to ease it so I left home.My family guards caught me before I made it off the property and reported me to my fathe
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Behind Enemy Lines: From Slave To Luna
Catherine Hale was wolfless and broken.
After her pack was slaughtered, she became a glorified slave to the cruel Crescent Pack. When the Alpha’s son, Ben, publicly humiliated on the mating ceremony night, shattered and numb, Catherine made a deal with the devil. She volunteered to become a spy in the rival Red River Pack.
But before then, on that same night and in a moment of vengeful rage, she threw herself at a dangerous stranger in the shadows.
She didn’t know he was Alpha Adrian, the same merciless alpha she was sent to destroy.
One night of angry, explosive passion changed everything.
Now trapped in enemy territory as the official treaty envoy, Catherine is playing the deadliest game of her life. Every touch from Adrian sets her on fire. Every secret she steals makes her question everything. And the more she tries to betray him, the deeper she falls into his bed… and his claim.
In a world of blood, betrayal, and war, one thing is certain:
Catherine will either return home with the power to destroy the Crescent Pack…
or she’ll burn it all down at the side of the ruthless alpha who refuses to let her go.
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Chapter: EN ROUTE RED RIVER PACKBrian was waiting with a fresh horse and a smirk that said he expected to receive my corpse back within the week.I mounted it without looking at him. Did not take the hand he did not offer. Got one foot in the stirrup and swung up clean, settled my weight, checked the reins. The horse was good. Better than Brian deserved to own.The stranger's cloak was folded under the saddlebag. I had not been able to leave it. I had held it in my hands for a long moment before dawn, because it was warm.The gates creaked open slowly.Snow clung to the ground in dirty patches taking me back to the night my whole pack was massacred. Same thing I am sure Brian has planned for Red River’s pack. The road ahead was pale and empty. I nudged the horse forward and did not look back and felt my heart settle into something steady for the first time since I had watched my father's head roll across white ground.Half a mile down the road I felt it.The same weight I had felt at the bonfire. A pressure between
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Chapter: GOOD BYE LENAHe tossed the documents onto the mattress.I looked at them without touching them. An identity that was not mine, printed in clean ink on credentials that would get me through a border I had no business crossing. The leather pouch landed beside them a second later. I pulled it open and found a silver dagger, blade no longer than my palm, handle wrapped in dark cord."The blade is for emergencies you might come across on the road." He said it as an afterthought. "Don't get ideas about running. Scouts will be on your trail until you cross into Red River's territory. After that you're on your own."I turned the dagger over in my hand once, testing the weight, then slid it into the hidden pocket I had sewn into the stranger's coat three hours ago while the camp slept. The pocket sat flush against my ribs. You would not find it unless you knew where to look, and Brian had never looked at me carefully enough for that to be a concern."Anything else I should know about the monster?" Brian's
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Chapter: A SPY IN A CAGE"I'll do it. I'll be your spy. Please. Don't let them touch me."The words came out smaller barely above whisper as the guard stepped closer. Brian raised his hand and the guards left without being told twice, their footsteps crossing the floor, the door clicking shut behind them. The room didn't get quieter exactly, just more concentrated. Just the two of us and whatever he was about to say next.He crouched down to my level. I watched his face arrange itself into satisfaction. He thought he had broken me tonight. He had only seen what I built for him to see."Red River's monster expects an envoy the day after tomorrow. Noon. Treaty talk." He tilted his head. His hand moved into my hair, brushing through slowly, and that was worse than being hit. I didn't know how to hold my face against a touch that looked gentle. "I need eyes inside his walls. You walk in as my ambassador. Smile pretty. Listen to everything Adrian says. Send me weaknesses, guard rotations, who he trusts, who he's
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Chapter: A CALCULATED SCREAMI stepped out of the trees wrapped in a stranger's cloak. The fabric was too large for me, pooling at my ankles, carrying a scent that wasn't mine. I kept my chin level and my eyes forward. My thighs ached with every step but I did not slow down. The ache was mine to carry. I had chosen it. The storage-room door stayed open. I noticed that first. The darkness beyond it was too still and my feet slowed, sensing the danger ahead. I took three steps inside, felt the cold of the room replace the night air, and then his voice slid out of the dark. "Smell that, boys? Our little wolfless whore finally got herself fucked." Brian sat on the same chair he always claimed whenever he came to play, his throne of rot and dominance, and a thin smile played on his lips. Two guards flanked him on each side, each pair of eyes already moving across my skin. My face stayed blank but my stomach dropped. Moon goddess. Not again. My blank face was not bravery. It was the only armor I had lear
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Chapter: PLEASE HELP ME “Got her,” one guard snarled. They caught me before I made the corner. Two sets of hands slammed me against the stone wall and held me upright like I weighed nothing. I twisted, spitting blood. “Get your fucking hands off me. Rejected or not, Ben will kill you both if you touch what’s his.” The first guard, the one who had kicked me every morning for six months, chuckled. “Ben? That boy just found himself a real mate. She's a strong alpha blood from the northern pack. Pretty little thing with an actual wolf. They’re already in the tent. He gave us the go ahead before he even got her dress off.” My stomach dropped. “You’re lying.” The second guard leaned in close enough for me to smell the ale on his breath. “Hear that? Listen real close, wolfless.” I froze. Through the thin night air came the sounds. Moans. High, sweet, eager. Ben’s voice, thick with pleasure. “That’s it, baby. Louder. Let everyone know who you belong to now.” The new girl cried out his name like it tasted good
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Chapter: COLD HEARTMinutes later the door opened.Brian stepped inside, closing it behind him with a soft click that sounded like a trap snapping shut.“Poor little Catherine,” he said softly, voice dripping fake sympathy. “Rejected right after being claimed. That must sting worse than the bite itself. To be honest I didn't think Ben had it in him. Such cruelty.”I didn’t look up. “Get out.”He chuckled and sat on the edge of the mattress. His hand landed on my bare thigh, fingers sliding up under the torn gown. “Ben was always impulsive. But me? I know how to appreciate a fine piece like you. I’ve waited six long months.”His touch crawled higher. I slapped his hand away and sat up despite the fire tearing through my ribs. “Touch me again and I’ll find a way to kill you in your sleep.”Brian grabbed my throat, squeezing just enough to make stars burst behind my eyes. “Still so much fire left. I love it. That’s exactly why I’m going to enjoy breaking you slowly. You’ll beg me to fuck you. You’ll call me
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