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The woman climbed a short ladder and began pulling down a few books. “These should help,” she said, setting five large, dusty tomes on a nearby table. “Sorry about the condition they’re ancient. Let me know if you need anything.” “Thank you,” Anna said as the woman walked away. Rhea and Anna sat cross-legged on the floor beside the table, surrounded by the stack of heavy books. Their covers were worn, their spines cracked, and the pages yellowed with time. Each had a unique title: 'Tales of the Mystical Creatures', 'Powers', 'Hidden Behind the Voice', and two others with faded letters too difficult to read.

V** Being the Goddess was never easy. I had to make several decisions to save the future. Jared's death was one of them. I made him an Alpha in his previous life and gave him a destined mate, but he disrespected my decision and killed her. He deserved punishment for that. But before I could punish him, Melissa cursed him. Melissa was the leader of the white witches, a pure elder soul. So I approved her curse and gave Jared this second life. He was fated to die in this life without a mate, but I changed his fate. I gave him a mate to gain a big purpose. It was his punishment to live a life as an omega. But it was also his fate to sacrifice himself for something big for someone special. He kil

However, that girl was an exception. Like a firefly, she flew into my world. It was a nonchalant glance at first, like two strangers crossing path until her beauty pulled me in. I couldn't help but stare at her again from the corner of my eyes, wondering who she was, but remembering how Lilith would join me in a day, I refrained myself and decided to walk away. I might not be a Saint, I might love killing, love seeing blood, and doing wild things, but I preferred to be loyal to my girl... But Calista changed everything for me ~

Debaucherous shit ran through my head about what I wanted to do to her body and that short as hell dress. The mission had changed. I would destroy Nicolas Amato but I would get to keep the princess to myself. Whether she had a fucking fiancé or not. ........-------............-------.........------..........------- Thanks for reading, don't forget to vote and leave your thoughts on it. Also Flames' book is out. It's titled 'Submitting to my Alpha Bodyguard'. Though I don't want to spoil it, I can absolutely say for sure the male character and the female character won't die but brace yourself for everything they go through together as they navigate their love.

To calm Francis down, Scarlett took him by the arm and looked up into his eyes, “Francis, have you ever thought about why I was to have a baby with you? Despite everything? You say that you know me very well, don’t you? I’m a girl who loves to smoke, drink, and have fun, or at least I used to be that girl... But I’m willing to give those things up and risk my life in giving birth to a baby for you. Don’t you wonder why?” ********************************************************************* Dearest Lovies, I would take this opportunity to ask your support by voting my novel with your precious gem. At every end of the chapter, there's a gem button on it. To vote for this novel, kindly hit that

Makeup was minimal but effective : dark lashes, blood-red lips, and a touch of shimmer that made my silver-grey eyes pop. I stood before the mirror and let the seductive aura pulse gently. The woman staring back was lethal beauty incarnate. Any man ,,especially Damien Blackthorn , I would feel the pull. I would use it like a blade. As I packed my new leather briefcase with notes from my research, I whispered my final vow. “I will become indispensable. I will learn every secret. I will make Damien crave me until he cannot breathe without my presence. Then I will burn it all down.”

I stopped walking , rage still pulsing in my knuckles, and a twisted thought hit me like ice water: What if she liked it? What if that smug bastard’s hand on her body had done something for her? Women like Isadora were unpredictable. Dangerous. She wore seduction like armor. Maybe she was used to men falling over themselves for her. Maybe she craved it. Maybe his hand on her ass was desirable for a cheap wh**re like her! And me? I’d just added my name to the list of fools losing their minds over her. Fúck! I feel like shit right now.

The woman who rose from their betrayal to become something far more dangerous than they could imagine. My fingers tighten on the steering wheel. Their casual cruelty, their unthinking arrogance, it awakens something dark in me. Something that recognizes the wounds they inflicted because I carry similar scars. We're alike in that way, Camille and I. We've both learned to transform pain into power. But Victoria doesn't understand what she's created. She thinks she's crafting a weapon, an instrument of precise revenge. She doesn't see that Camille is becoming something far more significant. Something that transcends mere vengeance.

When everyone looked away, I traipsed toward the locker room where I had seen Vitale and his Consigliere. I wanted to rip something or someone. I would have killed those men if this were my domain. Rose was a woman, and she did not deserve to be an object of shame. She was the queen in every aspect, meant to be free, yet trapped as a flightless bird in the gilded cage her brother had carelessly built her and that too with no defences.

Felza's blushed, her neck flushed red, “You can't lie, it's written all over your face. You literally called me fat.” “You’re not.” I said, almost seriously, “You look perfect.” “Then I'll excuse you for some time. I have to complete this book.” I stared at the book in her hands, slightly curious, “Is that a dark romance book?” “How did you know?” Felza asked, slightly baffled, “You read dark romance books as well?” she looked rather shocked when I nodded slowly, not tearing my eyes from hers, “I've enjoyed reading books like that for years.” I lied, wanting to impress her. Felza laughed out loud, “What a surprise? Most people hate books like this. What's your favorite?”