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Author: Nessa Ty
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-21 23:05:48

ADAM

Can two people's lips taste the same?

The question stalked me all the way back to my quarters, pacing my thoughts with the same relentless rhythm as my boots against stone.

The night air should have cooled me, cleared my head. Instead, it sharpened everything—memory, sensation, doubt.

Maya's lips had tasted like rain and iron. Like something wild caught between fear and defiance. I remembered the way she used to smile before she kissed me, like she already knew the outcome and was daring
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    SAGEDarius knocked at my mind like someone afraid to break glass.I felt him before I answered. The brush of his presence, layered with urgency. I opened the door to him slowly, letting him in, and in the same breath, I reached outward—touching his thoughts, his awareness, the thread that linked him to Adam.And I knew. He was with Adam.Adam had felt my distress. Adam had come for me.The knowledge warmed me. A tear burned at the corner of my eye. I refused to let it fall.Not now. Not here.Not in front of people who had driven a wooden stake into my body with surgical precision because they already knew what I was—half Ancient—and exactly how to destabilize me.They had planned this. And they had been right.The stake pulsed beneath my ribs, humming with dark enchantments that scrambled my magic, turning my power into static instead of flame. Strength bled out of me in slow, humiliating increments. Every breath felt thinner than the last.Still, I did not tell Darius that the Que

  • Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets   trap ii

    ADAMI had been mid-sentence when the pain struck.Not the ordinary echo of the mate bond—no, this was different. This was raw. Immediate. Sharp with betrayal and blood. Sharp with death.It felt like someone had driven a blade through my chest.My voice cut off without warning. The words I had been saying to Feliq dissolved into air.He looked at me, brows knitting slightly, waiting for me to continue listing the warriors available for deployment—but I could no longer focus on him, on the council hall, on the cluster of elders and ancients watching the room with wary patience.The world narrowed. Heat flooded my ribs. And beneath it—Sage.Not her voice. Not her presence. Her pain. Shock. Something wet and burning, like life slipping through fingers.My jaw clenched. I tasted copper. What has happened to my mate?!“Adam?” one of my brothers muttered.I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing came out.My gaze snapped to Darius. He had to confirm… I wanted to be sure that my… I couldn’

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