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It sounded like a threat. Throwing those three words at Jake, she rushed to her room, leaving the speechless parents of her and Jake in a daze. When she came back, there were at least ten books barely balanced in her arms. Ryder laid out the books on the floor and looked at the covers of each one of them with shaking hands. Every single one of them had the initials J. S. C. written on them. And on the first page where the details about the books were written such as the editor or the publishing house, under the word "Author" was written in capital letters: JAKE S. CALEY.

But we had time. And more importantly—we had each other. Chapter 118 – Bless Their Hearts Harper’s POV The moment we stepped out of the truck, I saw it. That look on Jaxon’s face—equal parts sweat and sheer terror—and I knew right then: it wasn’t just the thick June heat making him uncomfortable. It was her. Miss Brenda Brooks. Southern belle, heart of gold, voice that could slice through concrete when she was mad. We barely made it up the front steps before she opened the door with dramatic timing that

Bree didn't see Onoda staring at her ample breasts, but Jackson did. Despite trying to ignore it, Jackson's irritation grew. He now regretted bringing Bree to this meeting. Jackson knew where these business meetings often led—Onoda asking for favors in exchange for a deal. Jackson cursed silently. He turned to Bree, who was sitting beside Cindy, intently focused on her tablet, taking notes. She was beautiful – simply but appealingly so. Her figure was lovely despite her not being particularly tall. She had a heart-shaped face and striking eyes. Her lips were perfectly shaped, neither too full nor too thin. Jackson knew how sweet those lips were.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

He smiled as he described his dead mate. That was it! Lila had seen a vision of her mother. But I wasn't going to tell Beta Jackson about it. I just wanted to confirm that she didn't just have traces of Witchcraft of her but had the blood of a witch. "What is that?" Beta Jackson asked me as he wiped the tears off his face. "This is what you should have found in Eclipse pack." I told him, taking the book out of the bag I had put it in. "No way…." His eyes widened as he stared at the book.

“Oh! Don’t stop! I’m going to come!” But he pulled out, and then, without missing a beat, Jake pounded into me, his movements urgent and relentless as he claimed me. They used me as if they could read each other’s minds. So mean. So wicked. “Yes!” I cried out, bouncing on top of Jake. “Don’t stop! Just like that!” and with a cry of pleasure, I came undone, unintelligible words coming out of my mouth. But before I could catch my breath, I felt Conrad’s length teasing the entrance to my forbidden hole. A shiver of anticipation raced down my spine as I braced myself for the exquisite pleasure.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Jack snapped. I ignored him until he gripped my chin hard and forced me to meet his gaze. His dark eyes blazed with fear, worry, and anger but he finally had my attention. "Shh," Jordan whispered in my ear. "No one's going to hurt you." There was a pause as Jordan's words sunk into my screaming brain and I stopped struggling in his grip. "Good, baby girl. Now listen to Jackson," Jordan urged. "Breathe, Lizzie. Remember the other night at the club?" Jack whispered.

the woman protested. "Okay, you're right. I won't push," Jackson said with a gentle smile. "See you later, ma'am." He picked up the bags and walked toward the lounge. The hallway was quiet, the hotel peaceful at this late hour. When he pushed open the lounge door, he found Janet sitting on the couch with her laptop, her face illuminated by the blue glow of the screen. Jackson dropped the food bags on the coffee table. "What are you doing?" "Working on Freelancer. I got a job to create a website for a small bookstore," Janet replied without looking up from her screen.