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The last thing she wanted was Onyx being violent right now. In truth, for a few seconds, he actually had. “Not a problem. They’ll just assume we’re going to the party. And if they look to be suspicious, Derren will know to distract them.” Then Onyx was marching up the driveway of her neighbor’s house. “Onyx for God’s sake, listen to me!” But he didn’t. Instead, he began pounding his fist on the front door. A few seconds later, the door swung open and a tall blonde dressed in…pretty much nothing was eying Onyx like he was a snack.

After following Henry Cambert public activities and appearances, Amara finally found a way to get close to him. He will have a book signing today, and she decided to come. It's the perfect way for her to get the author's attention. The venue of the book signing is at a newly opened bookstore in the west of town. Luckily, it's near her favorite restaurant. When she arrived at the bookstore, the line is already long. Without wasting any minute, she grabbed the newly released crime novel of Henry Cambert, and fall in line afterwards.

We were two predators occupying the same territory, bound only by the woman currently asleep in a VIP pavilion. Yet, curiosity is a dangerous thing. Antonio had looked like a man unraveling in that parking lot, chasing the ghost of Allison. If what he wanted to say had anything to do with the storm currently brewing, I needed to hear it first. *** The Onyx Lounge was an ultra-exclusive, underground establishment in Manhattan—the kind of place where memberships were inherited and business was conducted in whispered, untraceable deals. When I arrived, the entire venue was empty, save for a few bartenders who looked like they had been ordered to keep their eyes on the floor. Antonio had obvious

Knowing there was no changing Khloe's mind, Barney placed an invitation on the table. "There's a business summit in Goldmont City tomorrow night. It's being held in conjunction with Hunt Group's charity fundraising campaign. I heard Nick will be attending in person. Morrison Group has also been invited to give a speech. I've arranged a seat for you in secret. If you go, you'll see him." With that, Barney rose and left. Khloe reached out and touched the invitation. Her gaze darkened instantly. The following evening, a steady stream of guests arrived at the entrance of the Goldmont City Business Summit.

"I'll be done with the dresses before the end of this week." Madame Iverra gathered her things swiftly, bowed once more, and swept out of the room. Lady Storm set down her teacup, her eyes returning to me with calm precision. "You'll have a great deal to do in the next few days," she said. "The reception will take place at the end of the week. Word travel fast among the gentry and they've waited long enough to see the new lady storm." I nodded, heart picking up pace.

"A moment, boss." I didn’t have a moment. I didn’t have patience. Not when it came to her. Seconds ticked by, each one a lifetime, my fingers tightening around the phone, my knuckles white. The room around me blurred, the faces of the clan leaders fading into the background as I waited, my breath sharp, my pulse pounding in my ears. Then, Onyx." The name hit me like a physical blow. Onyx. The club was a den of sin and seduction, a place where the elite went to lose themselves. Where the music was loud, the lights were low, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and whiskey and desire.

So shut up and let me out. I can’t help but chuckle as I allow him forward. (Kate’s pov) I watch as Jake is talking with Onyx before he starts to chuckle then I watch his beautiful blue eyes turn black. “Hello Onyx” “Hello sexy mate, I want to talk to you then I would like to see Midnight.” “Oh of course she has been dying to meet you. What did you want to talk about?” “I want Jake and I to mark you something is coming I can feel it and I don’t want to wait tell the ceremony.”

“Listen, I don’t have a lot of time, and apparently communication isn’t my strong suit, so I’m just going to say the shit, and I expect you to hold the questions for now. Onyx is a vampire and wolf hybrid. She didn’t know. I found out a little while back and just told her maybe two hours ago. She fucking left like the hard headed asshole she is without even giving me a chance to explain. But I love her and I’m not accepting that. So I’m going after her and I’m going to bring her back or die trying. If I don’t make it, Manix will be alpha. I just need you all to carry on and do what you’re supposed to. Help everything to run smoothly. I know it’s selfish and probably a dick move, but I need h

She didn’t even know when she’d started getting entangled with this Knight heir. A connection with no future—once it sparks, it only becomes a burden, a torment for both sides. Knowing Aron wasn’t great with words, Annabelle took the lead in the conversation. Since she’d agreed to meet him, she might as well be straightforward about it. There was no need to be overly cautious. She continued, “Three o’clock, at the Shallow Grass Bookstore on Richmond Road—is that okay? They serve coffee there, and I want to do some reading.”

Marissa POV One Year After Release (July) The book launch was nothing like I had imagined it would be, and I had spent considerable time imagining it. Barnes & Noble on Fifth Avenue was filled beyond what the event coordinator had anticipated press in the back with their cameras, prison reform advocates who had supported the Senate testimony, survivors of other injustices who had found something in my story that resonated with their own, and ordinary people who had simply followed what happened to me and wanted, for reasons I still found difficult to fully understand, to be in the same room.