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said king Damien shocked and trying his best to keep his anger under control . " These BL novels are the hottest ones on the marked . Before I came here , I would read them online . Never thought that I would be able to read a hard copy of these one day . If the library expenses for the new orders aren't confirmed by you , your majesty , they can't be bought . " said Charlotte with a bit of a serious expression . " Are you a fan of them too ? " asked king Damien . " Not really but as I said I am a fan of nice and strong abs that's why I read them . " said Charlotte with an excited smile .

And she wouldn't think about the way Charlie looked at her lately as though he was slowly beginning to see her. The thought alone made her chest hurt. So she focused more on the pages of the novel. She was reading her book. Then suddenly— the library doors opened. Elara looked up instinctively due to a habit. And she froze suddenly- Charlie stepped inside, visibly drenched from the rain. Water drenching his black shirt which stick to his skin while damp strands of hair fell across his forehead carelessly. He looked mildly exhausted, probably from work, from traffic, or from the weather.

he goes on to say how he thought I was the murderer trying to get back at him for luring Charlie away but as things changed he realised that I could be an asset. “You knew the Moon Goddess would offer me something when Ripper went Rogue?!” “Of course. You are not the first to go Rogue and you will not be the last” Charlie stirs again, mostly groans of pain before she settles back down, her sweatshirt revealing both my mark and Zach’s mark. She is still mated to both of us. My mark had not faded when Ripper went Rogue. “I can give you a wolf Max” He was watching me now as he held Charlie’s hand.

My juices were everywhere; it was coating his shaft, and even dripping down onto his balls, as I kept riding him nice and steady, working for that 'A’ I needed so badly. The office door suddenly swung open without any knock. Professor Ethan Harlan stood there in the doorway, with keys still in his hand, looking stunned. He was easily the hottest professor on campus; he was young, only twenty-eight, he was tall and broad-shouldered that filled the air, with that sharp jaw, stormy gray eyes, and dark hair that always looked like someone had just run their fingers through it. I’d been trying to get his attention for months, ever since he started at the college. I had worn shorter skirts, I even

"I've spent years finding out people lied to me." "I know." "And every time I think I've finally reached the end, someone shows up with another secret." "I know." "I'm tired." Martha nodded sympathetically. "Then rest. But don't let pride make decisions for you because pride rarely fixes anything." Before I could respond, footsteps echoed from the hallway. We both turned and saw Charles standing there. He looked awful. His hair was messy, his shirt was wrinkled and his eyes were bloodshot as though he hadn't slept at all. He stopped when he saw me and rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

The way his fingers had found me soaking and the groan that had torn out of his chest. I shifted in my seat. I imagined him here. Not as the man he actually was, controlled, composed, the kind of alpha other men stepped back for without being asked, but as the man from the dream. The one who would lay me down on the desk, his hands rough as he pushed my skirt up, his fingers finding the damp heat between my legs. I imagined the way he would groan when he felt how wet it was, like this morning, like every morning, the way his c*ck would twitch against my thigh as he told me exactly what he was going to do to me.

*** Charles took a glance at his wrist watch, it's been a while and Xander wasn't here yet, he had no idea of what was wrong with that little cousin of his. "Sorry I kept you waiting..I had to grab these" Charles snorted staring at the magazines his cousin was flaunting which showed half naked women on the cover.. "Don't look at me that way..you're aren't innocent either" Xander commented nonchalantly with a shrug.. If there was anything he knew well about Charles then that would be his glorious title of being a man wh*re.. "Shut up!" Xander chuckled turning around to leave with his cousin when he spotted a familiar face heading towards their direction..

This time he wasn't just restless—he was screaming my head to nuts. Mate. Mate. Touched. I sniffed the air. Strong Alpha male pheromones filled it. My chest thumped hard. I couldn't help how offensive it was. I growled it out. "Who dares touch my mate?" She's scared, Carl growled. Follow. I didn't question it. I just ran. ** Charlie's POV

Charles quickly sends a photo of a very obese naked man holding a bunch of dollar bills. Me: You sent that WAY too fast, sicko. Charles: hahahaha you know I have an arsenal of photos like that just for you. Me: I don’t doubt it. I put the phone down and go back to my book, writing a few more sentences before Charles texts me again. Charles: Just listened. Who did you run into?

Caleb smiled, looking me in the eyes. It took me way too long to understand the sense of his words. "Wait… He?" I asked, stupidly. "I believe that your mate's friend, Sammy, is my mate. I can smell him right on top of your head, exactly where he would pet your wolf." I blinked, staring at him. "But, Sammy is a guy." Again, not my brightest moment. "Yeah, and I'm happy and relieved that my mate is a man." Caleb chuckled and took a deep breath before continuing. "I'm gay, Nate."