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In that sorrowful moment, he knew that his loss would be eternal. Forever. ****** The book ends here officially. The second book is up. You can check it on my profile. LUST: FAINTEST SHADE OF LOVE. It was a mind-blowing journey for me and all of us. Hope to see you guys on first page of second book. I love you all.

not images, videos or screen shots are to be taken out of this book unless authorised otherwise. Its atotal Lgbt relation and if you find yourself uncomfortable reading it. Then please just dismiss. Little erotic and little romance to it.

In this position, it is a little difficult to enter into the womanhood for the manhood but the pleasures are something more than anything and unbearable. I shut the book back instantly as I felt that It was not for me. I sat up instantly and with the horrified look, I placed it back in the place. I looked around seeing if anyone watched me or not. My breathing hitched as I feel frightened. I thought it was the book based on karma and its effect but it was something I never got to know.

In the throes of nervousness, she nibbles on her lip and managed a timid, "Alright." Upon their eventual return to the comforts of home, Leo presented her with a tome of imposing proportions, entitled "A Compendium of the Supernaturals." The book's weight was almost a tangible representation of the vast knowledge it held, massive and weighty, and her hands throbs with discomfort as she accepted it.

POV: Cain I was not a man who frightened easily. This was not bravado; it was the result of a fairly thorough inventory of the things capable of frightening me and the quiet elimination of most of them over the course of twenty-eight years. The book had frightened me. Not its existence. Not even what it said — the mechanics of the bond, the threshold, the consequence of leaving it incomplete. I'd known pieces of that, the way you know a shape in dark water: the outline but not the detail. The book supplied the detail. The detail was precise and cold and answered questions I had been carefully not asking since the moment I'd felt the bond snap against me like a chain pulled taut.

It was Damien’s workspace when he was deep in Verdant logistics, but they shared it now—the territorial boundaries of their lives having long since dissolved. She opened her laptop. The blank document stared back, the cursor blinking with rhythmic, demanding persistence. That fear is your first page. Start there. She leaned back, letting her mind sit with the weight of her terror. It was the absolute permanence of it. She was terrified of this book existing in the world without her there to curate the reaction. She was terrified of strangers reading about the pharmacy floor in three hundred pages of agonizing detail rather than a polished, twenty-two-minute keynote.

Not rushed. Just hungry. Careful and Inevitable. Their breaths mingled, and every inch between them was dissolving until they became a single heated line in the dim room. “Tell me to go,” he whispered against her jaw. “Tell me to stop before I cross the line.” “I won’t,” she answered. Soft. Certain and shaking. Because she wasn’t afraid of the line anymore. She was afraid of going back to pretend that it wasn’t there. Daniel’s lips finally touched her skin—a slow, reverent graze along her throat. Her breath broke, her fingers tightened on him, and her body leaned into the promise of more.

– I'm full of fear, when I think about the possibilities of not working out. — Never doubt your potential, my love – he says – it may seem suspicious for your mother to tell you that, but I smell a good romance from afar. You know me well, and you know it's not something that holds me back. And I knew. Desirée had a bookcase full of books. Most were novels, and many of them were read to the fifth page. If she didn't like the first five pages, she dropped the story without even thinking about it. I got tired of seeing her donate or exchange books for others, because she just didn't get attached. But there were the excellent ones that made her sigh at the corners of the house and cry her eyes

" Since when did you see this vision." " After the practice. I told you, I knew I'd see some thing worst if I ended up reading the Book. I have never seen some thing like this before. Kaden, I'm scared. I'm scared of closing my eyes. What if I see something more dangerous and... Horrific? " " You don't have to stop reading the Book. " He said. " What? Are you even listening to yourself? I'm hearing this weird voices because I read that Book, and you still think I should go ahead? "

At twenty-two, I looked exactly like what I was a young girl playing a dangerous game with a man who had already mastered it before I was even born. Julian Vance. He was forty-five, a billionaire whose name could change the stock market with one word, and my father’s closest business partner. He was the definition of untouchable. Everyone respected him. Everyone feared him. He was supposed to be completely off-limits to someone like me. Until tonight. "You’re going to break that glass if you hold it any tighter, Lia," his voice came out of the shadows of the large, dimly lit study.