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As a child, Elena Carter witnessed the brutal murder of her father, a decorated detective, at the hands of men she believed to be part of the Mafia. That night, her world shattered, and she vowed to dedicate her life to avenging his death. Years later, she becomes a detective, determined to bring down the very criminal empire she holds responsible. Her mission leads her deep into the city’s underworld, where she goes undercover to get close to the ruthless and enigmatic Adrian Moretti, a powerful Mafia boss feared by many. Cold, calculated, and untouchable, Adrian is a man who trusts no one—but when he crosses paths with Elena, something shifts. She intrigues him. She challenges him. And,

He prevented a catastrophe. Derek Marble promised to return to the capitol soon, but his return was not the interest in people's hearts. Deep down, everyone wondered what it was that Malcolm had whispered to me. Nobody had heard the words he spat in my face. What was said between the two brothers? Everyone knew that our brotherhood was nothing but ambitious rivalry and fuelled hatred. That was the way it must be. The two sons of Alpha Denver must compete among themselves. Only the strongest, only the most ruthless, only the most worthy must rise to the helm of the sunfyre pack. We were born to be enemies, not whispering buddies. Lysandra came quickly and asked me questions, wondering what wa

That slow drag of her fingers along my shaft, the way she blew warm air across the tip—it pushed me right to the edge. “Shit… but you never tattooed any of your lovers,” I muttered, still staring at the ink on her breast—Brant, forever written on her skin. “But you’re my favorite, Brant,” she said. “And I know I’m yours. I’m not saying you have to do the same. I did it because I wanted to. Because I like it.”

I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment. But I couldn't stop myself. He set me down on the bed and hovered over me, his eyes were dark as usual, cold and distant. These were the same eyes I claimed to hate. The same eyes I'd fantasized about gouging out of his perfect face. The same eyes that usually looked right through me, that glared at me with cold indifference whenever our paths crossed. He dropped onto the bed beside me, and I found myself staring at the chest of the person I was supposed to hate more than anyone in the world. The person I'd spent years wishing would get hit by a car, praying would just disappear from my l

Silent tears streaming down her face. "I was trying to—" "I know what you were trying to do. Chloe told me." I crossed the last distance between us. Knelt in front of her. Took her hands. "But here's the thing about love, Eliza. It's not about keeping each other safe. It's about being there. In the fire. In the dark. In the moments when everything falls apart. That's what I signed up for. That's what I want. All of it. Even the scary parts."

I must have looked pathetic, because I saw Madison's pleased smile again. "Why are you doing this to me? You love her. Just divorce me. You can be together openly. Why drag me into this?" Tears filled my eyes. "I've already let you go. I've done nothing wrong to you. Why won't you leave me alone?" Liam's voice was cold. "You haven't wronged me. But you wronged Madison." My eyes went wide. "When did I—" He sneered. "Every single guy Madison ever dated—you stole them, didn't you? You played the 'good best friend' and stole all her boyfriends, slept with them, drove her into depression until she almost killed herself."

My hand slid around to circle her clit again. “Come for me,” I growled against her ear. She shattered—walls pulsing, crying out, body shaking against mine. I followed—deep, hard, groaning her name as I spilled inside her. We stayed like that—panting, joined, wind whipping around us. Then I pulled out. Disposed of the condom. Turned her in my arms. Kissed her softly. “I’m not your enemy, Mira.” She pressed her forehead to mine. “I know.”

The hockey world was small and memories were long and it took less than an hour for someone to connect the dots publicly. My phone buzzed, it was Patricia. "Elena." Her voice was strained. "I just saw the news. Please tell me you know what you are doing." "I know what I am doing," I said. "Alexander St. James." She paused. "Damien's biggest rival." "I know who he is, Patricia." "This is going to provoke Damien badly." "I know that too." "Elena, you have to be careful—" "It is going to provoke him into signing the divorce papers faster," I said quietly. "That is the whole point."

I glare up at Levi Crosswalk, hatred tightening every muscle in my face. "I reject you, Levi Crosswalk, and I will never be your mate—in this life or the next!" I spit, venom dripping from every word. His jaw clenches. His hands curl into fists. "And I reject you, Anastasia Purrey. I hereby break the mate bond between us. You’re free to prostitute yourself wherever you choose." His words are cold, cruel, deliberate. The insult lands like a slap. I raise my hand—rage burning in my veins—but he catches it midair and yanks me close. Too close. I can feel his breath against my cheek.