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he groaned. "What? Why?" I demanded to know. "He said if I ever come near you, he'd break my bones. Look, you are fucking hot, and I liked spending time with you, but you aren't worth breaking bones over. I'm sorry, okay?" Tyler said, and hurried off. I stomped my way to Connor and grabbed him by his collar. "Jeez miss violence!" Connor laughed. "You son of a bitch. Why are you chasing all my dates away? Do you hate Ansel and me this much?" I said with gritted teeth.

AN : *About Angelina's skin color, I've said earlier at the beginning of this book that Angelina is a brown skin girl, not a dark skin. It's not about being racist about anything. I'm a black(dark) girl and I like my skin color, everything about me. So please, spare me the stress. *And about Nathaniel also, I like a guy that has v those attributes which Nathaniel possessed, so that's why I created my character to have them. So please, spare him.

*** Tyler was already snoring the moment I took a break from reading Rowena’s journal—her most honest and most outrageous collection of secrets and info about herself that only she and this piece of leather journal knows. “I may have sinned, Trinity Goddess. I know I did, but my heart always whispers the name of that Hearteater minion even though my life is already tied with Alpha Bryant.” I have read that line three times in a row already. But every time felt as if it was my first time reading her confession. I made sure my voice is so soft, considering that my husband is just sleeping behind my back. Literally.

"Rowan. It's Anna" "Don't start " "It's not that. Tyler fought with one of her classmates and beats her to a hospital bed" "What?. Where's he?" "Not only that, Rowan. The child keeps saying a man beats his mummy." "A child is a child. They imagine things a lot" "No. A child says what he sees" "Not in the case of Tyler. He barely talks properly." "Tyler who beats his classmates, knows what he's doing. It's best we find out who beats Anna"

" I almost laughed. A Category 5 hurricane could uproot century-old trees and flip cars like toys. The corporate building sat right on the coast where the winds hit hardest. In my previous life, grief had blinded them to what the office looked like after the typhoon tore through it. Even the floorboards had been ripped up. These flimsy precautions wouldn't stop anything. When I didn't respond, Isabel slowly approached me, malice gleaming in her eyes. "Call the authorities right now and withdraw your report!" Just then, a familiar voice came from the doorway, "No need. I already took care of it for you." I looked up to see Shane Cross, my fiance of seven years, standing there.

“Well, did Argent tell you anything about our family? What was in that envelope you gave me to give to my mate?” His head perked up at the word ‘ours’ and he stuttered a little, “Uh, no. He said I had to do my job before I got any information. And I’m not exactly sure what was in it. Argent just said that I had to give it to you.” I sighed and sat back down on top of a big paint bucket, trying not to fall, “Well, my name is Tyler. My parents are Jamie and Anna. I have two older siblings, Tallon and Benjamin. He goes by Benny. Tallon has three little girls and they are the coolest kids you’ll ever meet,” I smiled at him as his eyes looked at me in wonder, “Daddy is a crazy redneck who likes

Chapter 9: The Final Fracture The morning at the hunting lodge arrived with a deceptive stillness. Sunlight filtered through the heavy velvet curtains in dusty shafts, illuminating the tangled sheets and the discarded remnants of the previous night. For a few stolen hours, the ghosts of the past had remained in the shadows. But as Elena watched Killian sleep—his features finally softened, the ruthless tycoon replaced by a man who looked almost vulnerable—she knew the peace was an illusion.

Chapter One Anna’s POV The Temptation In Andre Clark Flee the temptations of youth. I’d heard that a million times at Sunday School. My mother had me memorize it every time that it had become a part of my subconscious. Pursue righteousness. If you are going to go down, do it with the right person. My boyfriend. But what was I supposed to do when the temptation was standing right by my window in the middle of the night, the rain thrashing all around him, and a small crate of beer in his hand? Was righteousness supposed to do that?

There was a short silence on the other end. “Just come to the office and don’t open your social media,” she said. But I can be stubborn, so I opened my account. The moment the page loaded, I froze. An article with the headline, “Is Kayla Danes Cheating on Derek Boyles?” appeared on my screen. My stomach dropped. Oh, fuck.

Moan kept escaping her lips. The water started to get cold and goosebumps were all over Bre’s body. Tyler noticed as he turned off the water, he picked her up wrapping her legs around him tight, and carried her to his room. Placing her gently on his bed. She made the sexiest face he had ever seen. He continued to make love to her as if she was something too precious for words. Bre fell asleep after hours of lovemaking. Tyler couldn’t sleep; he was full of adrenalin. Damn, I just slept with Annabel’s daughter. Dad didn’t say anything about her... why? Looking at Breanna as she slept, Tyler thought this was not fair. Why do you have to be so beautiful and desirable? No wonder Dad fell for Anna