تسجيل الدخولI had known my stepmothers were cruel. I knew they disliked me. I had known they were constantly looking for ways to remind me that I was the unwanted daughter in my father’s house. But this? This was another level entirely. I had spent my entire life caught between two women who seemed to despise
Daphne I woke slowly, disoriented by the unfamiliar softness beneath me and the pounding ache inside my skull. My mouth felt horribly dry, and there was a bitter taste coating my tongue. I swallowed, immediately regretting it when my throat scratched painfully. I needed water. Desperately. A groan
Thiago The words hit me so abruptly that I simply stared. “What?” I knew that’s what she’s been talking about all along and with the way my body was reacting, I knew sex was what would help us in this situation but hearing her say it out loud and so bluntly, it made my brain freeze for a second.
Thiago The moment the hand closed around mine, every thought in my head disappeared. I stared down at the person on the floor, completely bewildered. Her fingers trembled around mine, her grip desperate enough to make my chest tighten. “Please,” she whispered again. I crouched immediately. “Tell
I looked from Calliope to Mother. Then back again. If they had come here expecting tears, they’d chosen the wrong day. I was tired. Tired of hurting and tired of being blamed. Most of all, I was tired of pretending these two women had ever cared about me. “How could I get married without you?” I re
Mirellie “I want my husband.” I repeated, not caring that Evander was advancing threateningly towards me. Evander stopped and stood perfectly still, staring at me as though I’d just spoken in a language he didn’t understand. His golden eyes searched my face desperately, almost as if he expected t







