LOGINKalix froze. In fact, I was pretty sure we all froze. “My wife is pregnant?” “Yes.” Natasha nodded. “With my baby?” “No, the mailman’s.” She snorted, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Who else would it be?” “I’m going to be a father?” A giggle bubbled past her lips. “That’s typically what happe
I recognized the look on Kalix’s face whenever his sister and Shayla were in the same room. The mixture of awe, terror, and bliss was unlike anything I’d ever felt before. We had everything we could’ve ever wanted and would do anything to keep it that away. “Where’s Natasha and Hakeem?” Shayla aske
Nox’s P.O.V. Six Years Later “You no good cheater!” I heard my mate belt from across the backyard. Her father’s boisterous laugh followed, drawing my eyes. The two of them stood in the stand pit off to the side of the pool and were currently hitting a volleyball back and forth. Jada and Brinley w
I threaded my arm through his and patted his hand. “Well, now you can focus on other things.” A gleam of nervousness filled his eyes. “So, is everything ready for tonight?” Shayla often mentioned how flustered she’d get by Kalix’s smooth charm, but she was the only one who failed to see how nervou
Mom beamed, tears blossoming in her eyes as she threw her arms around our shoulders. We clung to her side chuckling when Jada raced forward to blot her make-up with a microfiber cloth. “I’m sorry, I’m just so happy. I never thought I’d get to see this moment. Goddess, I’m so grateful. I’ve got both
Lilac’s P.O.V. Three Years Later “This itches.” I grunted, picking at the lace clinging to my rear. “Mark my words, I’m going to have a rash on my ass by the end of the night.” “No scratching!” Shayla smacked my hand away, a playful grin curling at her lips. Since disappearing on a little trip w
Lilac’s P.O.V. My memories were the first to return, floating up through the haze that enshrouded my mind. One by one they trickled to the surface, leaving me with the knowledge that I was no longer in my hospital bed. Jeremy Whitlock’s face flashed in my mind, his twisted, thin-lipped smile bring
“There are no secrets in death, Nox. You know this, or have you already forgotten what my magic has taught us?” I hummed, lifting my eyes from his milky skin to the harsh angles that composed his face. Even burning with hatred and the desire to kill, I could admit that Nox had grown into his looks.
I put every ounce of venom in my body into my voice, into the three words I hurled his way. “You’re too late.” Nox left moments later, and the first thing I did was make my way to the window. I yanked open the blinds and cringed at the harsh sunlight that poured through. I had slept through
Half an hour after they left, I managed to pry my eyes open. The first thing I did was inspect my wrist, but the only thing there was a sliver of a scar. How odd… I didn’t feel any different. Not that I could tell, anyway. All of my troubles drifted into the background when my father appeared in







