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HE FOUND HER The bookshop was called Paige & Prose.It was the kind of place that had no business existing in a city like this — tucked between a laundromat and a phone repair shop on a street that couldn't decide if it was charming or forgotten. The sign above the door was hand-painted. The windows were always slightly fogged. Inside it smelled like old paper and cinnamon and something warm that Rain had never been able to name but had always associated with safety.She had worked here for two years.She loved it more than almost anything.She was on her knees behind the front counter Tuesday morning, reorganizing the bottom shelf of new arrivals, when the bell above the door chimed."I'll be ri

"A restaurant. Neutral ground. Somewhere public enough that she feels safe." "When?" "Tomorrow evening. Seven o'clock. Maren's corner table." Marcus wrote it down. "Through her father or directly?" "Directly." Flat. Final. "She's going to be my wife. Not his delivery." Marcus moved toward the door. "She'll come in angry," Damien said. Marcus stopped.

“Get over here, he commands. He pulls me into his lap, and we kiss and then we make love. Then we make love again. Later, much later, we get around to eating the home cooked meal Joel prepared with those magic hands of his. I’m sure it's only one of the many, many meals we will share together. Comfort and peace wash over me. With any relationship comes some uncertainty, ours is no different. What is different is that although we didn't admit it then, we loved each other before we even met each other in person. We know the best and worst parts of each other and still refuse to give up on one another. It may take some time for Joel to transfer permanently here to Alaska to be with me but

Loki So today is my brother’s funeral and I don’t think that realize that It a golem instead of me yet but they will soon realize it well my plot for kidnapping the Queen herself is starting to form and I know that I will be able to kidnap her and force her to take me as her second mate, I will also have her making changes to the kingdom they way I seem fit first by starting to break some of the alliances that have been formed I don’t like some of the communities that she has alliances with and I need to make sure that I can start wars throughout the kingdom because I want war I want death because that what we need we have had this for thousands of years what is the difference now why shou

I said. "Really can you?" "Are you challenging me? You'll see when we get home, I'll show you, my true love." ..... .. <> <> <> <> (It's Just I Love You (You Are My Enemy series) maidenrose7... (Zaki story as requested title. THE UNCHASTE PUNISHMENT. Check it now.) You Are My Enemy (My Hero) Zaneah X Kerwyn. Completed season 2 & He Was My Comforter (Cami/Dylan/Gabe)

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

My neck was starting to hurt as he made me stare up at him from my position on the floor. “Same thing.” His thumb swiped on my lower lip. “Open your mouth.” ____ You can read the whole book, it's completed and available. Book Name: My Boss Is My Tormentor Tropes: Enemies to Lovers Billionaire Romance Office Romance Blackmail Bdsm. Con-noncon Controlling, Possessive ML Fiesty, Sassy, Virgin FL ____ A. Gupta

#ForbiddenHeirs Aiden sat on his balcony, the skyline burning gold and silver. His phone buzzed endlessly—friends, enemies, strangers clawing for a piece of him. He didn’t answer any. He should have hated Dante more than ever. He should have sworn never to touch him again. But all he could taste was the kiss. All he could feel was the fire it lit in him, a fire that wouldn’t go out no matter how he tried to smother it. And he hated himself most of all for wanting more.