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Ivy Bennett has no time for boys. Between keeping her scholarship, paying her bills, and worrying about her younger brother in foster care, she already has enough on her plate. Then Ryder Knox fails a class. Westbury’s arrogant hockey captain needs a tutor, and unfortunately, Ivy is the best one available. She hates his attitude. He loves getting on her nerves. But when Ryder asks Ivy to pretend to be his girlfriend, their simple arrangement starts becoming dangerously real. Because Ryder isn’t supposed to fall for his tutor. And Ivy definitely isn’t supposed to fall for the boy she swore she hated.

Never. “Ugh,” said Maurice. “Honestly, worst superhero team, ever.” “Oh.” Claire’s wagging tail abruptly stopped wagging. “Really? I thought—” “Think about it. Invisible Woman, because she turns invisible, fine. Human Torch, obvious, no problem. The Thing, okay. And then Reed Richards. How much of an egomaniac do you have to be to call yourself Mr Fantastic? And what’s that got to do with stretching your arms? Mr Elastic, sure. But Mr Fantastic? If I was in that team, I’d be like, why don’t you Mr Fuck Off?”

Tsk. Did they really have to stare at freshman students like they wanted to devour them? “Kieran, Donavann, Landon...” He started to introduce them. My eyes stayed on the floor. I barely heard the lecturer’s voice. Why care about anything if I wouldn’t see James? “Where’s your captain?” he suddenly asked. “Vinn Graham?” My stomach dropped through the floor. No way! “Vinn Graham?” The lecturer called again, and that was when he showed up like a movie star.

Bald head And a visible scar ran under his right eye. He smiled. "I was beginning to think you'd never find me." "Who are you?" I snapped. His grin widened. "Just a messenger." He took another step forward. " I bring greetings..." His eyes darkened. "...from our Alpha.”

When I do, the pain returns tenfold to my wounds, and I fall in a heap on the ground. Marvel’s magic and his desire to keep me safe must have prevented the wounds from manifesting into being life-threatening. Without his magic to keep the bleeding and pain at bay, I’m now bleeding out, and the pain is unimaginable. “Harriet!” Marvel yells, reaching for me with his small hands, unsure of how to help. “Child, don’t! She is...” When Antonio reaches for him to pull him away from me, Marvel turns his glare on Antonio, growling menacingly, and his eyes glow an eerie blue, his aura unbelievably strong for a child.

Now I feel even more pressured. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out for yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...," the Kea rapid fires and we walk out of the holding room. I try to keep my face blank as I take my seat, but I can feel the females look me over. When I bring my eyes up I look right into the face of the most beautiful Bronkark woman I have ever seen and a smile breaks across my face.

said Marvel, then he took Keysha's hand and boarded the speed boat. "Who will be the captain?" Keysha asked. "I," Marvel pointed at himself. "Is that possible?" Keysha asked. "You can, dear; don't worry, I'm halal certified," joked Marvel. "Vel seirus," said Keysha. "Yes, darling, I'm serious too. Come on," Marvel helped Keysha get on the speed boat. "Are you sure you can?" Keysha asked. "You don't need to be afraid; come here; just look at the view; leave everything to me," said Marvel while kissing Keysha's cheek.

And I can guess what it probably is. “Hey.” I say gently, “we’re going to figure out for certain if those are in fact vampires that your patrols and trackers smelled, and then we’re going to figure out the best course of action. You’re an amazing Alpha, Scarlett. You got this.” She smiles at me, but it’s a different smile than the one a few moments ago that was the smile of a woman content, post-coitus. This smile is the true one of a grateful friend. “Thanks, Raul.” She says as she reaches her hand out and begins running it through my hair. “I appreciate knowing that you’ve got my back.”

"Are you blind!? This man is a member of The Black Guard! It should be clear as day she's in league with them! She must be a plant to gather information or recruit for them! What kind of sorry ass captain are you!? Your incompetence is showing!" "Oh my incompetence?" A smug smile began spreading over the Captain's face. He held up a small stone attached to the necklace and began pouring magic into it. There was a brief flicker, an image of how the fight began was displayed mid air as if it was a hand held projector.

The man was crawling away, bleeding, his helmet cracked. "Who sent you?" Jack growled, pinning the man to the floor with his boot. The captain coughed blood. He looked at Jack’s face, then at his mutated arm. His eyes widened in recognition. "He... he said you would come," the captain wheezed. "Who?" "The other one," the captain grinned, his teeth red. "The Perfect One." Jack frowned. "Subject C?" "He calls himself... Cain," the captain whispered. "And he sends his regards."