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I had to trust myself and my training. ⁠* * * * * SEXTUPLET SIBLINGS AND THEIR BOOKS: 1.⁠ ⁠Kai Stone – MY DRAGON MATE 2.⁠ ⁠Ryder Stone – MY FAT MATE 3.⁠ ⁠Jax Stone – MY POSSESSIVE MATE 4.⁠ ⁠Aira Stone – MY ABUSED MATE 5.⁠ ⁠Samantha Stone – MY ASSASSIN MATE 6.⁠ ⁠Joy Stone – MY NERD MATE

- She is a bossy idiot. “And a castrator,” I add. Stone laughs, getting up and leaving the room without another word. Kira closes the door behind her. — Strangely, you don't have many marks of him. “Huh?” "It makes me reach out and touch my neck like he left a hickey there. — Most girls who leave the room de Stone has way more marks than anything you've ever owned. Most girls at school talk about it, that's how I know.

was becoming messy. I sat down saying nothing. He left her and asked why I was in the office. "You have left me with no choice but to come and settle with, with...her. " I stuttered almost calling her mistress which could have caused more harm. I got up, hugged the fool, I mean Monica, almost swearing under my breath. I put on my acting skills and apologized to her. She, all smiles "My Diamond, we have a lot to discuss, we need to be together now, shouldn't we?. I moved close to him adjusting his tie deliberately. I saw his face lit with love and he became excited." Yay! my love, so many things to do within a short time. "he replied. " By the way, we have an unfinished business my Diamond, my Gold." I said, looking into his very eyes. He closed his eyes and said softly to my ears, having drawn me closer, "I can't wait to make you mine. I love you so much. Never forget that." All my pain, bitterness vanished instantly and I rested my head on his chest. It was as if Monica did not exist. She tried coughing to jostle us to her presence in the room but my Diamond refused to let go of me. He started whispering sweet nothing into my ears. I was enjoying everything. It was quite comforting. He wiped away my tears

Viktor divulged. "Oh I'm sorry, pardon me miss. I'm Stone and I'm his best friend and the Beta of this pack. If you're the reason he got to this pack I must say thank you because I love this guy so much that I can't stand him getting hurt" he held my hands softly and then walked over to where Viktor was standing. "Hey stop making it look like we're in a relationship" I couldn't stop laughing at these words. "We're in a brotherhood, we're men, we're friends, we're brothers and we're family" Stone chuckled, he was a fun character that I must say knowing how he got me amused as he hugged Viktor.

“Zayn isn’t even playing.” “So, Ford? Why do you win the sad life award?” Zayn asked, instead of sharing his horrible childhood. I shrugged, the alcohol making it easier to share, “the pack hated me, beat me up daily, and called me a bastard. Especially the alpha heir. Oh, my mom was most likely raped by my father. As a teenager I was forced to move here and become an alpha. And I lost my chosen mate.” “Doesn’t sound that bad. I mean, I’ve heard some worse stories.” Rayan seemed unimpressed.

Stone kick-started the bicycle and revved the motor a few times some time recently yelling over the sound of the engine, “You fair have to keep in mind two things. To begin with, remain the fuck absent from the soul suckers. Continuously keep one of the others between you and them as you weave in and out.” Marc scowled. “But what aboot them? The lasses?” “What approximately them?” The lively grin fell from Stone’s confront. “They’re nothing but Fae, man. Fae chicks aren’t great for anything but sucking my cock and utilizing for bait.” Marc was stunned into hush at the fervency in his voice. But fair like that, it was gone and the fun-loving grin was back. It happened so rapidly he half pondered if he’d envisioned it.

I locked the door and grinned. I pinned her with the door and caged her between my huge figure and the door. She looked up at me through her thick lashes. She gulped hard as I leaned closer to her ear. "It's payback time Neha. I have to punish you for being so naughty around me. For troubling me and for making my parents scold me today." I whispered huskily. I leaned down and touched the tip of my nose with her neck. She whimpered as my nose touched her skin. I inhaled her fresh lavender scent deeply. I filled my lungs with her scent and it was heavily.

My hair used to be an ugly sandy blond color, but now it was dark brown with two black pieces in the front, “Damn girl, you look hot!” Dime yelled as I playfully shoved her “Thanks, Dime, now let’s get some food!” I yelled back at Dime and we both laughed as we headed for the kitchen, “You call, I’ll go put on Teen Wolf!” I shouted to Dime as I walked over to the TV, “Ok!” Dime hollered back as she dialed the number for pizza. “How dare they take Stiles from us!” Dime screamed at the TV while crying in my arms

he said, looking wronged. I coldly watched as he continued his act, not feeling anything inside. Howard and Jeremy squeezed themselves into the room behind Michael, too. "Ari, why are you throwing a tantrum?" Howard asked, pretending to be concerned. Jeremy was even more direct. "I heard you wanted to marry that Treyist from the Gordon family? Stop joking. I bet he's never even touched a woman's hand before." "Exactly. How can someone like Charles Gordon possibly be worthy of you?" Michael took the chance to grab my hand. "Don't be stubborn, Ari. I know you're just testing my sincerity."

Before I could say anything, Damon’s dramatic sigh drifted back towards us, loud enough for the entire mountain to hear. “Did you hear that, my lady?” he groaned, glancing over his shoulders at me with a wounded expression. “I am at the bottom of her list. You have clearly asked about me, and look, Stacy manages to make it all about herself. She is so selfish.” “You,” she snapped. In a split second, Stacy bent down, plucked a tiny pebble from the ground, and flicked it at Damon with a perfect warrior’s precision. Tap! It smacked right onto his ass.

When he stepped up to the booth and saw my face, the admiration in his eyes gave him away completely, and his pace visibly faltered. I idly swirled the cocktail in my hand and said, "When do you plan to return the ten thousand gold coins you owe me from our last open-world PvP?" That one sentence, known only to the two of us in-game, was enough to strip away all of his defenses. The unruly top-tier assassin's ears turned red almost instantly, and he stammered as he called me "Moonwalker". As we were chatting, the lounge door opened, and Stacy rushed in, panting heavily. She had deliberately chosen a soft, floral dress with a pure, alluring look, ready to secure her second target.

“That’s messed up, seriously. This bonding just fucks up people in the worst possible ways. One loses the freedom to choose and love. I am sorry, Kilran.” “Yes, that bastard has destroyed your life first, forcefully took my sister from you and then laid his hands on my mate as well,” the anger seeped in every vein I possessed and Adiyan tensed at the reminder. “I will never give up on Karica. There is something you need to know about me too.” His hand stretched out and a glowing ball of fire began to swirl on his palm, except it wasn't touching his palm and was hovering in the air. Just like Karica had shown us, I visibly gasped, almost jumping out of my seat.

She patted my back gently, "you alright?" It was only then did I realize that I was gasping for breath. The effects of the vision I was thrust into. I waved her away, "I'm fine, fine... what did you just call me?" Liza grinned, "an overpowered studdess." I raised an eyebrow, "and what is a studdess?" "A female version of a stud." "...." "I'm done with you." Liza laughed and nudged my shoulder, "Don't pretend it's not true. You were so badass out there I almost didn't recognize you!"

The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. I pictured him saying “louder” again while he fingered me in that candlelit room. I pictured him watching me come apart on his hand and still not giving me his cock. Not yet. The thought of being denied again pushed me over the edge. My thighs clamped around my wrist. My whole body seized, shaking so hard the water churned like a storm. I came with his name on my lips—Chris, not Father—muffled against my own arm so the neighbors wouldn’t hear.

He was hanging onto the edge of the broken bridge with one hand, holding me with the other. But the effort was too much. I watched in horror as the black obsidian stone on his arm began to spread at lightning speed. It raced up his shoulder and toward his neck. "Let me go!" I sobbed. "You're turning to stone! If you don't let go, you'll freeze like that and fall with me!" Alaric looked down at me. His eyes were turning into solid black glass. He couldn't speak, but one final thought flickered into my mind before the link died completely.

The granite edge bit into her hips with every thrust, bruising deliciously. Stacey pushed back, meeting his slams, one hand reaching under to fondle his sack, rolling the heavy orbs. "Choke me fantasy of the dominant boss," she gasped. His hand wrapped her throat from behind, squeezing just enough to blur her vision, pulse thundering under his fingers.

A man whose hungry kiss had just set every single nerve in my body on fire, making me completely forget Tyler’s name for several long, dizzying seconds. I rolled over onto my side, tucking my legs close to my chest. Stone was lying on the small leather couch across the room again. His massive, muscular frame was simply too big for the furniture, his long legs stretching awkwardly over the armrest. I listened closely to the darkness. I could hear his steady, deep breathing. He wasn’t asleep either. I was learning very quickly that Stone rarely did anything he didn’t want to do, and that included pretending to give me space when he really wanted to be close. This whole thing was supposed to be a fake game.

I demanded of her, my fists clenching at the sides of my clinical robe. “Oh, didn't you know?” the doctor raised an eyebrow. “Caleb Stoner is the golden bachelor. Just like you, there are many female wolves looking for any weakness in his bond to get into his bed now that he is injured. You are not special, Leyla. You are just one more in line.” My brow furrowed with a fury so destructive that I felt the wound on my head opening again. I walked toward the room's door in giant strides, pushed the metal with my shoulder, and left into the corridor, slamming the door with a dull crash that bounced off the concrete walls.

My heart pounded fast and my cheeks heated every time I saw the stranger. That man had a playful aura around him. He had black hair with a long tail at the end that reached his knees. Long hair is beautiful like Sister Dina; she is such an elegant Lady. He had a fake smile. Well, everyone possessed one and there were other handsome men too. My eyes seemed to relax on him. The other girls had weird stares; keeping away from the hyenas as much as possible. Although we had iron bars separating us, they still stood leaving a distance. I didn’t talk to any girl or befriend them; it wasn’t like they understood me. Furthermore, any attempt to befriend them would be useless; I was a burnt steak of meat after all.

he finally said and Stacy struggled to be free but the grip was tight, injuring her a bit. "Let go of me, freak!" She stomped her foot on his and he groaned. A slap came across Stacy's face. Her mouth parted and her eyes widened. "Don't be stupid, Ms" he urged her and began staring at her intensely. "Now I remember, you were the hot bitch, Moon laid with that day" She felt her heart stop. "Moon as in Jason?" She gulped down nothing and turned to the man. "Yo...u all are Stone's m...en?" She stuttered as hot tears trailed down her eyes. "No" she mumbled and bit her lips nervously.