로그인My biggest mistake wasn't falling for a man that was all kinds of off-limits; it was thinking the moon goddess wasn't listening to my deepest, darkest thoughts. Professor Deville was the man who made literature sound erotic, every whiff of him my kryptonite; so when he offered me more than just a polite smile that night at the bar, I dropped everything for him - panties included. What I had no idea about was that there were two different variants of Professor Deville - the man who lived for words, and the man who loved for swords; and I was fated to both. Now, my mate bond tugs me in two different directions, to two different men who share more than just the same face, and to two men who were far more than just off-limits. Would my forbidden fantasies finally beget a love that can overturn old laws, or would everything and everyone around us bring us down from the high of our feelings? In this forbidden romance book, Aliyah has to choose between more than just two mates, she has to also choose which one of them lives and which one dies.
더 보기Aliyah's POVI approached the room on shaky legs, breathing hard as my chest thumped with nervousness.Things had been going from bad to worse to downright devastating, and I was at the point where I didn't even know what the hell to expect.My knuckles reached the door's frame in a soft knock, and two pairs of eyes turned to face me. Jude's face split on a grin. "Aliyah. Come on in."Professor Deville just watched me, mouth set in a flat line and eyes still icy. I dragged in a deep breath before I stepped in, refusing to let his gaze make me wobble. "You asked to see me, Sir," I forced myself to say after waiting for an eternity in silence.Jude cleared his throat, completely missing whatever was traveling between the professor and I."Did I?""Technically, it was me who sent for you."I turned my attention to Jude now, not just because he was the one who was doing the talking, but also because I could no longer bring myself to keep looking at the man who's dislike for me was so ev
Aliyah's POVI flinched because of how hard her question hit, but before my mouth could even find its way to falling open with an explanation, the door behind me was drawn open."What is going on here?" The question came from Professor Skylar, and my heart found its place between my parted feet, crumbling with the realization that I had just made matters worse.I spun around to face them, my eyes finding identical pairs of green as they stared back at me, each one brimming with questions. The similarities in their features were so mind-blowing that it made me stagger a step back.My eyes somehow found their way back to Professor Tyler's, and he inched a single brow upward in a question. "I... uhm... I needed to ask Professor Skylar some questions, but... I uhm..."The words tumbled out in broken strings that carried both my emotional distress and... zero meaning.I cleared my throat, ignoring the way my history professor was glaring at me. Tears beat at the back of my eyes, desperat
Aliyah's POVMy mind was reeling, a million and one different emotions passing through my mind at the speed of light. Tears started to prick my eyes again and I lowered my gaze from the blinding green pair that held mine."Damn!" Leah gushes from beside me. "That's one hell of a snack," Becca added, voice dripping with reverence. I could understand. I freaking shared that sentiment myself. My fingers found each other and wrung themselves together, my heart galloping in my chest as the weight of my decisions stamped a path in my mind.Kelly added to the gushing. "How are the Deville men so freaking hot? I'll definitely snag that if he wasn't my professor."Becca laughed at the comment. "You're done with Thurnbull already?"That name gave me pause. Was Kelly interested in Jude?She waved a hand like it was a nothing. "Oh, please. It's just a little fun." She paused for a second. "Wait, why does he look familiar?"The words caused me to choke, and suddenly the air in the room felt too
Aliyah's POVI opened my eyes to the first rays of light as they kissed my face. My body was deliciously sore, and I felt like I had lived the most exquisite dream ever. My lips stretched in a smile and I turned to face Professor Deville, to see for myself that last night wasn't just the outcome of a very wild alcohol-induced hallucination, but that smile died a very swift death. The bed was empty. The only sign that I had shared it with someone else was the scent of sandalwood that wafted from it, and the crease on the sheets, but other than that... nothing.Tears sprang to my eyes and, like it was summoned, the headache that came with consuming high amounts of alcohol found its way into my temples, pounding like an upbeat drum.Did he regret it? Did he wish that it had never happened? Was he also drunk? Maybe he...The sound of a phone ringing cut through my thoughts, slicing them to silence instantly. I looked around and found my phone on the coffee table in the middle of the roo
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