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I ordered, then headed back to the bed. “You don’t have a preference?” she asked, sniffling back. “No,” I curtly replied. She walked over to the bookshelves, looking around, but kept glancing at me. I checked the time, and I had only two fucking hours before I needed to be up again. I’m going to be fucking selfish for once. She picked up a book, then walked back to her cushion and sat down. In her hands, holding Pride and Prejudice. I almost roll my eyes when she opens the first page. I’m drawn to what she’s reading.

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

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she said. I looked at her. "That's what this was always about," she continued. "As long as Laurent and Voss were enemies, as long as the feud held, neither of us would ever look closely enough at what was actually underneath it." The clarity of it landed with the particular weight of things that rearranged everything once said. "He needed us pointing at each other," I said. "Instead of at him," she confirmed. I looked at the woman beside me. At the thirteen year old girl who'd taken a taxi alone across a city and arrived almost too late and decided that day that the world required armor to survive.

If you’ve ever felt like love arrived late for you… If you’ve ever wondered whether you missed your chance… If you’ve ever believed that the past disqualified you from a beautiful future— This story was for you. Enemies to Lovers is about second chances, yes but it’s also about self-trust. Brielle had to trust herself enough to stay. Jaxon had to trust himself enough to change. Together, they built a life that was loud, messy, imperfect, and deeply, fiercely real. Thank you for loving them. Thank you for rooting for them. Thank you for feeling angry on their behalf, smiling at their quiet moments, holding your breath during the hard ones, and celebrating every victory—big and small.

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A perfect way to release all my pent-up frustration and anger, and a chance to reset my fucked-up brain. "I want you to tell me. How many have fucked this hole of yours?" Alessio stops me from kissing his neck, gazing intensely into my eyes. He squeezes the top of my ass. "Two," I reply. He frowns, clearly displeased. "Who? I want names." Is he going to kill them? Possessive Alessio turns me on. It makes me want to toy with him. "My first boyfriend and then you." "Did you have a boyfriend before I married you, Cass? Or a lover?" He latches his lips onto my neck, punishing an answer out of me, biting hard like he wants to fucking eat me alive.

Here is a sneak peek of what to expect in BOOK TWO, HERAT OF THE HEARTLESS. Eros and Cassandra battled with mistrust from their past, an unexpected new enemy arose, and new complications threatened to push them apart. Will they find their way back to love and fight this enemy or will the forces of these complications push them apart? Find out in Book 2 of the Heartless series.

"Do you need me to get you something? Beef jerky perhaps." I shake my head almost immediately. Seeing beef jerky is only going to spur more tears from my eyes. "Goodnight, Rachel." "Sleep tight, Amy." When I enter my room, memories of the first time we kissed on my bed hit me like a freight train. I'm going to regret this in the morning. My eyes move to the large package on the bed and my feet can't move fast enough because immediately I'm tearing the envelope apart. It's a large framed photograph. And laying on it is a small book. Gently removing the book from the frame, I drop it on the bed and carry the frame to rest against the wall so I can examine it.

*l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* We are moving towards the end of the story. What next story would you like to read? Forced marriage or pregnancy or divorce. I have three plots in my mind right now. Also, thank you for reading this book. I really appreciate all of you.