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With that said, they clinked their glasses clinked as the sound of lauhter grew once more, Autumn looked around for the third time, satisfied with what she had, she held closly to Aki's hand and smiled. Hey guys. So am guessing you may have many questions as this is my second work, it might be a bit rough as this was an old idea I had from way back, so I would like to apologize for it. A fresh work, with fresh ideas is coming up. I hope you will have fun reading my offical third book, The Brides of the Ego's, a romance stroy with a fight for succession. Till we meet there. Good bye.

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

Abigail said as she sank down onto a chair with a defeated expression. “We’ll be the victors in this, “I assured her. “I just need to do a little prep work before we go into battle.” “Understood,” she nodded. “What do I do?” “Rest,” I said. “You’ll need it.” She draped her body over the chair and swung her legs absent mindedly while she watched me pour over the pages of the grimoire. With my strength returned to me and my magic intact, I speed read the entire eight-hundred-page ancient book -with one-hundred percent retention- within a matter of minutes.

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I asked Rhett, still walking around the large room. “No, can’t see anything disturbed, nothing missing from this room or the front room.” Rhett sounded just as baffled as I was at the moment. I could smell the faintest whiff of peaches again, “What about the cameras and the third person?” “Cameras had been disabled… and what third person?” He frowned notably not catching the fact that there had been three people in here. I assumed the third person was the one who had killed the two men and fled.

******** Third Person He quietly opened the door of her room and walked inside, approaching her bed. The moonlight was filtering through the glass window and shining across her beautiful form. He looked down at her. Her hair sprawled across the pillows as she was sleeping so peacefully. He bent down and brushed off her hair from her face, revealing her angel-like face. His eyes fell to her lips, which were slightly parted, making him itch to kiss her.

PLEASE! Dakor is a gerontophilic sociopath of the Romanov family. This scene ties to the main plot and world. You'll know him more as you explore deeper into the book. Don't drop nasty comments. Also, I'm not perfect in third-person POV. You might see head-hopping or imperfections. I'm a human with flaws and a learner too. If you're okay, then proceed. Thank you. DESECRATION. (THIRD PERSON’S POV)

"The tree's character is the ground's account of what it has been growing." Don wrote this with the quality of someone writing something the third book needs. The third book was about the long arrangement between persons. But the third book was also about the ground's account, the inside account, the accumulation. The quince grove was evidence for the third book. The character of the trees was evidence. The reading of the character and the response to it was the same structure as the long arrangement: you read the other's character and you responded to it. You did not impose. You responded.

Third person pov The heavy silence inside the subterranean cavern was thick with anticipation as the secret assembly of cloaked alphas sat around the massive obsidian table, their eyes fixed on the arched stone entranceway. The flickering torchlight cast long, monstrous shadows across the damp walls, mirroring the dark thoughts of the men who had risked their entire territories to align with a ghost. They had been waiting for over an hour for the mysterious third triplet to make his appearance, their bodies shifting uncomfortably beneath their heavy dark robes as the cold air from the lower tunnels began to chill the room. The sudden, distinct sound of heavy leather boots echoing through the

or fall even harder. 3rd Person POV As Atlas left the library, the soft sound of his footsteps faded down the hall until everything fell quiet again. Behind one of the tall bookshelves, Rowan stood still, hidden in the dim light filtering through the blinds. He hadn’t moved for several minutes, just watching.