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“I’m Madame Humphrey. Welcome to my shop! Can I help you find something?” “Um.” Kylee glanced at Price and echoed his question. “I’m not sure. What kind of shop is this?” “This is a spiritual shop, my dear.” “What?” Price jerked backwards, hitting his ribs on the corner of the glass countertop. “What do you mean?” Kylee asked. “Like, religion?” Price’s eyes were wide with what Kylee could only assume was fear. “Or, like, the occult?” Madame Humphrey laughed. “Not the occult. Spiritualism is a gathering of all beliefs. All the good that can be found in religions around the world.”

“I’ve heard that phrase before, but what does it mean?” “It’s an old superstition,” said Kriss. “Some people believe noir is this force that makes you turn evil,” said Eli. Ryland nodded. “Many vampires still believe it’s some kind of outside force. They prefer to believe that rather than accept the truth, which is our animalistic nature often overwhelms us. We lost so many to noir because we were only a step above our animal selves. We were driven by bloodlust and madness, and by our own selfish needs. It’s no wonder so many went bad.”

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

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com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

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“So this is it? You own me now?” Azrael took a step forward, his presence suffocating and magnetic all at once. “No. I claimed you. There's a difference, Mrs Azrael,” He extended a goblet toward me, filled with a dark red liquid. Not wine. Not blood. Something in-between. “To new beginnings,” he said. I didn’t take it. I stared at the goblet, then at him. “You saved me to bind me.” “I saved you Yasmine and come on, we had a deal, I save you and in return you love me,” he said calmly,

I smiled. “I write all kinds of books under the romance genre. I write, billionaire, office, paranormal, and all other kinds of romance.” I revealed. I have touched all kinds of romance. “No wonder you weren’t so shocked about us being werewolves.” “Are you for real? I literally collapsed when I saw you shift. It was a whole new kind of experience. That I write paranormal doesn’t mean I believed paranormal existed.” I told him. I was quick to get over the shock but that doesn’t mean I wasn’t shocked by their real identity. It still feels like I dreamt that part.

I could feel her panic through the bond, her wolf rising to the surface, teeth bared, ready to fight. “No,” I whispered. “Not yet. Let me handle this.” She trembled in my arms. “What is it?” “I don’t know,” I murmured. “But it’s not here for you. Not tonight.” But the truth was, I wasn’t sure. Because the shadows around it seemed to move with a life of their own. And in that shifting dark, I swore I saw a crown of bone. A chill rippled down my spine. No. Not tonight.