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DANIKA Kira moves without warning. She grabs my arm to shove me behind her just in time for the door to jerk open. And then I see him.My father.He looks... ordinary. I expected him to look more like the devil. Possibly with two horns growing from his forehead. But even his head has gone bald, with slight wrinkles on his face. Horrible taste in fashion too. What's with those ugly red boots?There's not a shred of recognition on his face. Because to him, I'm not a daughter. I'm a resource."Well," he says, his gaze sliding past Kira and locking onto me. His mouth curves. "There you are, baby girl.""Don't call me that," I snarl. "You didn't raise me."His brow lifts, his eyes swimming with amusement. "My, my, look who inherited her mother's temper."I bare my teeth. "You tortured my mate.""Oh, him?" he says, glancing towards Kaziel like he's nothing more than furniture. "Necessary inconvenience."Kira growls. My father doesn't even look at her when he moves. With only one bli

KAZIEL (The Hollow) When I awoke inside his body, every memory rushed in at once. The smell of dust and blood in that basement. The crack of bone. His mother's voice. His affection for her. His prayers. His hatred. For ten days after the transfer, I could not heal. I didn't understand why at first. I tried again and again to knit broken skin, close the wounds and stop the bleeding. Nothing responded. His body rejected my nature. Magic slid off him like water over stone. I felt everything. Every blade. Every strike. Every violation. I learned pain in those ten days. Real pain. When healing finally came, it came imperfectly. And it left scars behind. I learned then that this body would never obey me fully. It would demand effort. Humanity was not given. It had to be studied. So I learned. I learned how to walk without drawing attention. How to breathe when I was anxious. How to speak without sounding like an animal. How to smile without baring my teeth. I learned how to

KAZIEL The corridor is colder than I remember. My boots echo softly against the floor as Kira walks a step ahead, her pace steady. She hasn't looked back once. "Down here," she says. I follow. The holding level smells like iron and salt. Wards hum faintly in the walls, their magic old and layered. We walk in silence for a while before Kira finally speaks. "When you didn't regain consciousness," she says, "we knew something was wrong. Your core should've reignited." My jaw tightens. "But it didn't," she continues. "It was just... gone. There was no echo or resonance." I stop walking. She slows down too, then she turns slightly so she's facing the wall instead of me, as if she can't quite bear to look into my eyes yet. "We hoped anyway," she says. "We froze your body. We told ourselves you'd done this before and that you always came back." My chest aches as I listen to her. "For months," she adds. "We waited." I swallow hard, my fists clenched. She begins to move agai

DANIKA Kaziel's hands are steady in mine. The officiant's voice fades in and out as the breeze moves through the hall. Someone sniffles behind us, it's probably Cora or Kira. I don't hear most of the ceremony. I don't need to. Because this isn't where love is explained. It's where it is recognized. "Do you take—" "Yes," Kaziel says immediately. The officiant pauses, amused. "I—uh—" "I do," my man repeats, his eyes never leaving mine. Laughter rolls through the guests, heat creeping up my face. "And Danika—" "Yes," I say, just as quickly. Kaz's mouth curves. The officiant smiles. "Then by the power vested in me..." The words fade out as emotions flood over me while I gaze deep into Kaziel's blue eyes. "You may kiss your bride." Kaziel leans in close, so much that I can count his lashes. Then his lips meet mine. It starts out soft and tender, quickly becoming sensual and passionate, my nerves buzzing from the intensity. The cheers grow louder and louder, like firework

If you loved this book, you’re definitely going to love the sequel! I can’t wait to introduce you guys to new characters and a gripping storyline. The book will be titled: My Angel🥰Here’s the blurb:“I don’t make love, princess. I fuck. Hard.” A cry slips from my lips as he thrusts deep into me, his massive cock filling me up. “So you’re a fuck boy,” I gasp, letting out a loud moan.He crashes his lips again mine. “Wrong. Your fuck boy.”…Noelle has suffered from anorexia for the longest time and has constantly been exposed to abuse. She is wolfless and already promised to another.Until she catches the eye of her mate, Azren, the CEO of the company where she works as a cleaner. The same man who took her virginity during a reckless one night stand.He is a tribrid with blood on his hands and a heart he refuses to acknowledge.He saved her once. Now he wants her in ways he shouldn’t.She sees the angel buried beneath his darkness. He sees temptation he cannot afford, because loving