LOGINThen, Gianna. She climbed from the last vehicle without looking in my direction. She kept her eyes on the ground and I forced myself to look away. If I looked any longer... I wasn't sure I'd remember why I was angry. "Capone." I turned, the front doors of the estate opened. A man in his late si
They all looked at me as though the answer had been sitting in front of me my whole life and I was simply refusing to see it. Maybe they were right. Maybe they weren't. That was the problem. No one seemed willing to accept that I was the only person who had actually lived those years. "I may no
"I did!" Jules protested. "You walked straight into the wall, Jule-for-Brains." She gasped dramatically before swatting his arm, "Because you distracted me." Silvio chuckled from the seat beside them, "You've created a monster." "I know," Dante answered proudly. I watched them quietly. Jules la
Raphael ━━ ⛓ ━━ Claire cut through the tape on another box with a small knife while Maddie knelt beside a second stack, already sorting everything into neat piles. I dropped to one knee in front of the first box and pulled the lid away. There were clothes, neatly folded sweaters, scarves, and win
My chest tightened, "Raphael..." He pulled away from me and quietly fixed himself. I immediately turned onto my back, sitting up against the headboard as I straightened my dress with unsteady hands. That was when I noticed he hadn't even taken off his tie. It hung loosely around his collar, slight
"We are going to stand in front of the Council in two days," his hand tightening in my hair, holding my head still against the headboard, "And if you love me... if you really love me like you say you do... you're going to stand there and tell every single one of them the truth." Another hard, deep
The air in my lungs stopped. My eyes flew open, my vision swimming with dark spots as the pressure increased. He was holding me so tight I couldn't swallow, couldn't gasp, couldn't do anything but feel the terrifying power in his arm. My heart hammered against my ribs, and the panic rose up in my
She let out a small, broken whimper and dove back down, her tongue frantic, her teeth grazing me as she tried to prove me wrong. She was gagging, her eyes watering as she fought her own anatomy to please mine. It was exactly what I needed. No complexity. No "stepsister" bullshit. I watch
“Shit—!” I gasped. I grabbed a handful of tissues from his desk and leaned over him without thinking. I started dabbing at his lap, my hands moving fast and frantic. I was pressing the tissues against his thighs, trying to soak up the heat before it burned him, my mind screaming with panic. “I’m
"You're even hotter than they said." "Please!" I sobbed, my face half-buried in the leaves, "Please, let me go! I didn't know... I didn't agree to this!" I tried to crawl forward, my fingers clawing at the mud, but he just laughed. It was a dark, mean sound. He grabbed the back of my black top and







