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"No offense but do you think these conniving fucks will tell you the truth? I don't know who you've got on your end, but from everything I've heard so far, there's more shit being held back from you boys than what's being shared." "Like I said before, I'm not beholden to any organization and I barely tolerate the laws that we have here since they change the shits as they go. I don't give a fuck who did what to who, all I want is the motherfucker that put my little girl in that book." "We all want that Colton, but like we told you before, this thing is more intricate than the surface and your Intel if it's correct just proved it. This is a dangerous motherfucker no doubt and he has the money

The same apartment where she wrote her story which was claimed to be plagiarized. She caught the sight of her laptop and walked closer. She turned it on and the cover picture of one of the female lead werewolf story she was writing, popped up. Another hit that is one of her popular books. The perfect, drawn picture of her female lead. She smiled bitterly as she stared at it. Her female lead have everything in this world. Her life is so perfect with her prince charming and all. How pathetic. There is no happy life." she said and typed on the chapter she was working on.

Since being devirginized by Kenton, I was even more aware of men’s pheromones than before. “You’re shivering,” he said as he grabbed my wrist and inspected my arm. “Are you seriously cold?” “I get cool at night, no matter the season,” I lied. I wasn’t about to admit that the goosebumps he was observing were from being so near to him. He made a ‘hmm’ sound as he released my wrist and made himself more comfortable by stretching his arm behind me across the back of the swing. “The girl was killed by a wolf. Everyone knows that. Why is Hap saying he needs to solve the case?”

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

Reads like a bad thriller," I muttered, turning my face to her. You wanted an honest opinion? She could have it. "That sounds like a toddler wrote it who had a few sentences dictated by a scientist and in between chats a little with an old friend." "Does that mean I can't hand it over like that?" She asked me, horrified, when the work of ten minutes threatened to slip between her hands.

In her spare time, she writes short stories, poetry, motivational, health books. The author’s series The Warhead Hunters: the Zombie Apocalypse Decimation hit Amazon’s best-sellers’ list in Horror Literature & Fiction and Supernatural Horror categories. The author’s over seven titles hit Amazon’s best-sellers’ list in Health, Fitness & Dieting, Reference, Religion & Spiritually, Murder Thrillers, Mysteries, and Crime Thrillers. Tamikio received an award certificate for entering her Christmas short story, Jeremy’s Magical Christmas, in the Christmas Collection Anthology. The author received an honorable recognition as the best crime author of September 2016. She won her first crystal trophy a

We were forced to sleep here, he said it would be unproductive if we went back to the city and the next morning to this place again. Inside the hotel, we discussed the author who according to Rama is one of the legendary authors of the company. "What are the criteria that made you call him legendary?" I asked curiously. "Hum..." he looked up at the roof, we were in the same bed and on each other's side. "One, he's so total, he can make his books feel like another world, he writes thrillers and can bring every scene to life, like when you read his work you're swept away. He can make us sympathize with his characters, make us antipathize, make us hate, and make us smile a little when something

Alistaire (Aaron's wolf) helped healing majority of Aaron's wounds except the ones on his wrists where silver chains were burning his skin. Alistaire took control and on turning into his white wolf the silver chains binding him broke free ,releasing him. He started attacking all the guards who were holding his people hostage. One by one dead bodies started falling on the ground adding to the number already lying there. This was not just a fight for survival but a fight to protect humanity. A fight of good vs evil But the thing was that in this you couldn't distinguish good and evil The thunder wolf was an evil creature ,she was the killer of innocents.

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.