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3 Months later, As I toss and turn in bed, desperately trying to avoid waking up, the light that comes in through the window warms my face. Still, I can’t keep my eyes open. I couldn’t help but grin when I felt that I wasn’t sleeping alone and that there were actually three adorable children in the bed with me. I carefully stretch out my arms and legs, not wanting to accidentally kick them. The three souls were waiting for me to wake up. I slowly opened my eyes, and three of the most beautiful beings in the world met me as I emerged from my slumber. As they wriggled over the bed, chasing each other, I grinned and lifted each of them one at a time, planting a kiss on each of their heads befor

The nights were the hardest, as the moon's light cast a haunting glow upon her fur, igniting her bloodlust. On this particular night, the moon was full and radiant, and Astrid could feel the transformation taking hold. She tried to resist, to maintain her human form, but the beast within her was relentless. As the moon reached its peak in the sky, Astrid's body convulsed, and she fell to her knees, crying out in pain. Her bones cracked and shifted, her limbs stretched and reshaped, and her senses heightened to a feverish pitch.

There were three beds in the room, and it looked more like a mini-suite. He must’ve seen that I wasn’t convinced. “Promise, we’ll talk tomorrow. You should’ve seen yourself—your dark circles are screaming that you need rest.” I gave in and lay down. He placed the extra pillow behind me. I wasn’t sleepy at first, but the moment I felt the soft mattress and warm blanket, my eyelids began to grow heavy. Well... I let them win tonight. The Next Day “So?” he began as the waiter placed our coffee on the table. “What’s the deal?”

Not monsters. Ivy. Isla. Their room. Monitors on. Bear with them. His choice. Alex. His room. Door open. Light on. Shark nightlight. Not because scared. “Because 7 likes light.” _Silence. 12:00 AM._ Adrian. Next to me. Hand on February. On my hand. On her. 58 BPM. “Day 308,” Adrian said. Not counting. Naming. “How’s 7.” “Perfect,” I said.

No more drama today. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, but my hand found something else. Small boxes and a bottle of water were sitting right where my phone should have been. I picked up one of the boxes and read what it said: Plan B One-Step Emergency Contraceptive. I smiled, a strong feeling of love for my roommate washing over me. Nola had gotten the pills even though every pharmacy was closed last night. She really was the best friend anyone could ask for. I turned to thank her, but she was still completely asleep, curled up under the blanket like a little kid. I decided to let her rest.

“In three nights the moon will fall red. Every shadow he commands will rise with it.” Three nights. My chest tightened. Three nights until his voice grew loud enough to break walls. Three nights until his hand reached for me more than ever. Three nights until Lucian’s vow might be tested beyond breaking. Below us, the fortress was alive with frantic motion. Wolves trained until their throats were raw. Scouts returned breathless from patrols, reporting movements along the borders fleeting shadows, strange cries, distant howls that weren’t ours. Fires burned bright against the night, but even flames seemed fragile under the looming eclipse.

I kiss the blonde on the lips and slap the ass of the brunette as they usher themselves out. I stand and pour myself a whiskey. “You have thirty seconds, Yetti,” I say without turning around, “to tell me what you want before my fist comes crashing down on your face.” “We agreed you'd never call me that.”. I smiled into the glass. “We agreed on a lot of things you didn’t bother keeping when it suited you. Twenty five seconds.” He steps further into the room, trying to look at anywhere else that isn't my naked chest. I watch him approach. To strangers, he’s the ruthless tech billionaire the tabloids built.

In the mafia’s mansion….. WAKE UP. IT IS NINE IN THE MORNING; screamed a robotic voice from the device placed on the nightstand. After receiving no command to stop, the device repeated the same phrase at a higher volume. But this time, a giant muscular hand landed on the device, switching it off. And that was it. A slight movement of hands putting the alarm off, and the mafia was wide awake. Giving a light stretch to his body on the bed, he moved the duvet off his body and was soon standing on the floor, stretching his knuckles, neck, and arms, cracking all the walls of laziness in his body.

My question was asked right when Yhna was on the verge of entering the room, and the line of questioning went something like this: "Sister left. The day after tomorrow presents a possibility that she will return to the residence she formerly occupied. By nodding and simultaneously exiting the restroom with Yuna, I communicated to her that it was fine for her to wash her hands before we continued our conversation. I immediately shut and locked the door to the room in where I was sleeping, and then I ran out of the house to catch a jeep that would take me to the bus station in Makati, which was where I lived at the time. I made it to the bus station just in the nick of time. My child and I wil

Book 3 in the series is being written so be on the look out August 1st Thanks again, Annie