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Hell yes, we are. This book is your permission slip to stop overthinking. Forget logic. Forget consequences. Forget whether the logistics of that position actually make sense on a moving motorcycle. (Spoiler: they don’t. But we’re doing it anyway.) Let go. These novellas are built for pleasure. Yours. Whether you’re here for the slow burn or the instant heat, the enemies-to-lovers bickering or the sweet surrender, there’s something inside these pages to curl your toes and leave your pulse a little faster than it was before.

The only link I had to the outside world was that burner phone, still hidden in the floorboards. If Matthew or Damian found out everything, really found out, I was as good as dead. And so was everyone I had leverage over. Of course, they wouldn’t just kill me. No. They’d send me back to the one place worse. I could already picture the look of glee on Ms. Kitty’s face when she got to punish me for escaping. And Damian’s voice echoed in my mind. “A fate worse than death.” ⸻ Sareena

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

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The woman nodded, “But then you would find yourself in a lot of trouble with a lot of uncomfortable questions to answer.” “You broke into my home and into my bedroom. I think you'll find that no one will question my actions towards you inside of this room.” He snarled. The woman laughed, completely unconcerned with his threats as she went back to reading the book in her hand and sipping at the drink in her hand. “You know, there’s so many things written in here that could be used against you, Alpha Luke. It’s pretty revealing. If this book were to fall into the wrong hands…”

June places beside her her earlier and took a sip before turning to the next page of the book she was reading. The book was a psychological thriller and it had hints of mystery in it. Whilst she read, her lips were pressed into a thin line as she had reached a cliffhanger. Hailey normally detested cliffhanger especially when the book was still ongoing however the book in her hand was quite an interesting one so she was willing to read carefully and wait for the next chapter. She put a bookmark in the book and stood io from the rocking chair she was relaxing on, slipping her feet into the pair of lounge slippers she brought and walked out of the lounge. She needed to use the restroom.

A half-smoked cigarette dangled between my fingers, the glow between my curled, stiff fingers the only warmth in the dimly lit sala. I took another long drag, letting the smoke sear into my lungs before slowly blowing it out. My head was a battle zone, images of deception flashing like gunfire: Victor and his sneer, poisoned wine, and the audacity of men who believed they were more clever than me—better or more worthy of what I’d earned in blood and steel. The business world was a more deadly version of an unloaded pistol with the safety off. Deals sealed with a handshake could explode like grenades. Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim

Cato Marino wasn’t just the most successful banker in the world—but he was the most successful lover. I’d enjoyed screwing a criminal mastermind who murdered someone in his driveway, and the sex was so good I forgot just how much danger I was in. My task was to manipulate him and somehow isolate him from the herd of his security detail, but that operation seemed impossible. Last night, the sex was amazing for me, but it was probably average for him. It didn’t matter how wet or eager I was, his threesomes and wild nights would always triumph over anything I could offer. Maybe this was a bad idea.

He bellowed and drove the pointed end of his manly spear into my throat. I knew what was coming, but the storm was like lightning in a bottle. The warmth of his seed fired indiscriminately into my throat. I managed to push back to release him from my throat. He was looking down at me and I found myself wanting to please him. I primed his pump by curling my tongue around him. He finally finished giving me the shotgun blast of his orgasm. There was no random act of kindness. He had devised a foolproof plan to make me squirm in orgasmic bliss.

I glared. "Oh yes, I do. What's it about?" He asks, opening it on the same page where I was at. "It is a thriller one, you know where someone commits a heavy crime and murders the main character's whole family.." "Yeah? Interesting," he went back onto the very first page. This guy really just read the author's note, oh my goodness he is killing me... "Give it back." "Eh, maybe when I finish it," he smirks. "Not a chance, Ellis, hand it over."