LOGINHi my people,
Over 100 chapters… wow. If you’re here reading this, it means you’ve been walking this long, emotional road with Zane and Sora, and I need you to know something first… are you okay? No, seriously. Have you eaten today? Drank water? Slept like a human being and not like someone sneaking one more chapter at 3am saying “just one more” and then boom, it’s morning and your eyes are doing red traffic light. I’m looking at you. Yes, you. Take care of yourselves for me. This story is intense, I know. Sometimes soft, sometimes painful, sometimes… a little too hot for public reading. If you’ve ever had to lock your phone, look around, and pretend you were reading something educational, I understand. We are in this together. Crossing 100 chapters is not just my win. It’s ours. Because you stayed. You kept reading. You kept feeling every moment with them. And I see you. I really do. Every comment, every vote, every gift, every quiet reader who just shows up and turns the page… you matter to me. You are the heartbeat behind this story. Without you, Zane and Sora would just be words sitting alone. And let me do something special here… Nicheeka Smith Abigail Donkoh Adejoke Margaret Macaulay You three… your names are familiar to me now in a way that feels almost like seeing a friend walk into the room. I read your comments and I smile, sometimes laugh, sometimes pause and just sit with your words. I’ve grown fond of you, truly. Thank you for being so present, so real, so supportive. And to everyone else, whether you speak loudly in the comments or quietly read in the shadows… I love you all the same. Loud love, quiet love, chaotic love… I’m taking all of it. Now let me say something a little dangerous. You’ve survived 101 chapters with Zane… our Supreme Alpha who forgets things he really should not forget, and Sora… who has suffered, loved, and endured more than most. If you’re still here, it means you can handle what’s coming next. But be honest… some of you are not ready. Because the tension? It’s not done. The heat? Oh… it’s definitely not done. And certain moments coming up… let’s just say you might need to sit down, lock your door, and maybe… breathe slowly. Don’t blame me if your cheeks get hot. I warned you. Thank you for staying. Thank you for loving them. Thank you for loving me through this journey. I’ll be checking in on you again soon… so behave yourselves. Or don’t. I know my readers. With all my heartSORA.I forced Zane down more firmly on the bed, my fingers raking at his shirt. He had ripped the gown off and now the cool air touched me, making my nipples tingle. I could feel a dull pain from the bandage covering my side, but the burning in my groin overrode everything else."Zane," I breathed into his mouth. "Don’t hold back. I can take it."Zane looked even more serious now, his peculiar powers shining in strange colors at the edges of his eyes. Still, he took care of me, picking me up in a smooth motion of his big hands under my shoulders and being sure to not put too much strain on my wound. "You're hurt. I will not…"I shut him up with a kiss and pushed myself hard against the bulge in his trousers. He groaned and I felt the vibrations go straight to my own body, sending waves of moisture rushing down inside me. I wanted to feel him. Badly. He released my lips and traveled downwards, pressing kisses all the way down my neck and my chest. His lips grazed my nipples and whe
ZANE.The heavy wooden door detached from the hinges, falling toward me. I stared at the piece of metal in my hand, then at the two guards standing wide-eyed in the hallway.I reached my arm out. "The flask."The guard practically threw it into my hand. I turned back into the room. The unhinged door began to fall inward. Sora let out a loud yell. I dropped the metal bolt, lunging forward, and caught the three-hundred-pound door with one hand, stopping it inches from the floor.I smiled nervously, lifting the door and leaning it against the wall. I retrieved the flask, walking to the bed. I pulled the over-bed table across Sora's lap. I placed the flask down. My fingers pressed onto the edge of the table.A loud snap echoed in the quiet room. A crack formed down the center of the iron-reinforced wood. I froze, holding the two halves together with sheer grip strength to keep it from collapsing onto his lap. Sora watched my hands, his eyes narrowing to slits."You're stronger." Sora poin
ZANE.Malphaus disappeared into the black hole inside me. The icy breath swept into my throat, filling my lungs to their full capacity. My knees slammed into the cold marble flooring. The shockwave traveled all the way down my back. The golden crown fell out of my hair to clatter on the ground and roll to stop at a broken pillar.My blurry vision cleared to become sharp-edged and painful. The roaring in my ears faded away immediately, replaced by clear, loud sounds. Thump-thump. Thump-thump.Someone else's heart was racing. The smell of vanilla and crushed orchids invaded my senses. A second later, the sharp scent of iron completely dominated it. Blood. Sweat. I turned my head to the right and locked my gaze on the location of the quickened breathing.Sora lay sprawled on the floor. His right hand squeezed his side. Red fluid oozed between his fingers, forming drops that fell on the white tiles. The pressure inside my chest increased; the ribs pressed hard against my lungs. “Sora…”
MALPHAUS.Rage. That was all I felt. I tried to keep cool but Damien was pushing me. My happiness rose when I was crowned. I had fastened the wedding so I could get into the stronger version of myself but he had to be the useless preek and ruin it. Mirabelle was no better being a cheat. It was obvious why Zane never fancied her. She was desperate. But I needed her type of energy. Mirabelle was silenced, but as I searched for Sora in the audience, my eyes fell on him standing at the back of the room. Zane pushed hard from deep inside, breaking through walls I had built around this shared consciousness. Softly at first, but with growing strength, like nails dragging on bone.No. I gritted my teeth and held him down. Zane struggled back, pure need burning hot in our connection. Sora's scent came across clearly at last… the omega blend of arousal and fear and desperation. It made Zane struggle even more. My control broke just for an instant. Dark veins bloomed on my arms and faded away
COLE.I walked back and forth on the small carpet area in the living room, making sure my steps were enough to cause the wooden floors to squeak. I wanted to be sure Adam wasn't lurking around. My cheeks warmed, remembering his hand on the wall, halting my steps as his eyes bore into mine. Stupid me had expected a kiss but he picked the white feather on my hair and walked away leaving me to watch his huge toned back hugging his fitted shirt. He was so hot. Cole, enough. You don't like men. You don't like anyone. Back to earth. I slapped my cheeks to take my mind off it. I touched my cheek, until I was satisfied with its temperature, then glanced at my phone's dark screen for marks. Luckily, I got none. Shhhh! A sizzling sound roused me. My nostrils welcomed the aroma. The apartment now smelled of fried eggs and coffee. I went to it. His back crusted on his skin tight white shirt had me gawking. My throat went dry, hunger and blood rushed down my legs. Adam turned to the stove a
SORA.The officiant spoke. "Is there anyone out there who does not agree with this marriage and would like to speak?" Damien walked up into the aisle. "I do."Everyone turned and looked.Malphaus cocked his head slightly, remaining eerily calm, although his voice sounded deadly. "Make sure you have a reason for interrupting this ceremony, brother.""I do," said Damien. "Mirabelle and I are lovers."Everyone gasped and I blinked. Was he serious? A lie had to be creative not stupid and he wasn't fooling anyone with that. "Did you hear that?" asked a woman beside me. "It's Damien and Mirabelle!"“It's the youngest Blaster. He's power greedy.”"This family has totally lost its sense of control.""First the Supreme Alpha, and now his own brother! Disgraceful..."Mirabelle was white with rage. "That's a lie!" she cried."I have proof." It was my turn to look at Damien. And he said I was insane. “It doesn’t matter–” Malphaus started.“It does,” Damien fought back. “Especially if you want
ZANE:I drove the rest of the way in silence. I didn't know what the hell I was thinking, holding Sora's hand like that. I didn't know what possessed me. I had no idea what the hell I was doing anymore.‘You don't like him, Zane. All you need is just to stop thinking about him. It's not that hard.’
Chapter: 16 ****** ZANE: The woods were quiet, too quiet. No sound of animals or even birds. This was weird. There wasn’t even wind. There were just trees that stretched endlessly into the deep forest, their branches like skeletal hands reaching into the hazy sky. The ground was damp, the smell
Chapter 12*****ZANE:“So let me get this straight,” Brandon said, laughing and leaning against the bar. “Your father isn’t giving you a choice on who to be with? That sucks, man.”I exhaled, staring at my reflection in the drink. “You have no idea.”Brandon laughed again. “But it’s kind of funny.
Chapter: 14******ZANE:I wasn't even sure what I was about to ask when Sora bolted out the door like his legs were on fire, slamming it so hard, it shook the walls.And I just stood there, gawking awkwardly at the door.For a couple of minutes, I didn't move. I just stood there, staring at the pl







