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I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

"Well, this is what makes you never last forever in a relationship. You've never been yourself." "What do you mean?" "You always try to be someone else to please your boyfriend. It won't last long, Ra. The proof is now Varo dumped you because he said you were too spoiled. Ari, your previous boyfriend, dumped you because you were too independent." "Can I get married if my relationship always ends like this? I want to be like anyone of our age who are already married." Ryan rolled his eyes lazily. "why do you always talk about it? Hey, being single means we're preparing for the arrival of a better love. Positive thinking, Ra!"

He held up the book so she could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” she asked, reaching for it. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from her. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” “Just give it here,” she whispered, blushing and reaching for it again. “No, no, no,” he argued, pulling it away again. “It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.”

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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The flame crept closer, a lover’s caress just shy of her skin. I let it dance along the curve of her collarbone, watching as she flinched but didn’t move away. “That’s the thing about fire,” I murmured. “It’s both destruction and creation. It burns, yes. But it also forges. It makes something stronger, something unbreakable.” I lowered the flame to the inside of her wrist, just a whisper of heat against her skin. She gasped, her body jerking, but she didn’t pull away.

I kicked them out mid-orgasm. I’ve been with brunettes too. Some of them were actresses. Everything about them had been fake. Including their orgasms. But Rhiannon? With her green eyes, and blonde hair. I’ve never met anyone like her. I think I’m fucked. And my foolish wolf was not helping. My wolf was playing a highlight reel. Replaying her moan, her kiss, her scream, her face when she cums on a repeat as though it was a goddamned movie.

Ruby watched it happen with a detached horror, her fingers curling into the sheets. This was never going to end quietly. Dante stepped closer, stopping just beyond Kelvin’s reach. “You always underestimate me,” he said softly. “Did you really think I wouldn’t follow the scent of my own blood?” Ruby flinched. Kelvin’s voice dropped. “Leave. Now.” “Or what?” Dante smiled wider. “You’ll expose the truth? Go ahead. Tell the world how your precious wife carries a child that isn’t yours.” Ruby’s chest seized.

“What’s wrong?” “Why didn’t you come find me? I was waiting for you.” “I’m sorry, Rose. I’m sorry.” “I was waiting for you.” I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart beating fiercely against my rib cage. My arms and legs were tangled and twisted around the bedsheets, a result of the wet dream I’d just had. Oh God! That was crazy. Why did I dream of Lorenzo as my lover? And on top of that, we kissed and had sex.

Most of them were what I expected—books on strategy, history, a few on Italian mafia politics. And then, tucked on the bottom shelf, almost hidden— "You weren't kidding about these?" I pulled one out, raising an eyebrow. "Really?" "Put that back." "The Duke's Dangerous Desire," I read aloud, grinning. "A Rake's Redemption. The Highlander's Captive Bride—" "Jameson." Her voice was sharp, but I could hear the embarrassment underneath. "Put them back." "I'm not judging," I said, turning to face her. "I'm just surprised. You kill people for a living, but you read romance novels?"