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Mr Lee said and went outside to make an urgent call. Nicki moved her mouth to Alexis ear and whispered, " what is StarForce?" she asked and he smiled before whispering back to her. " it is a modeling company, and we are having an Ad there tomorrow" Alexis said and she nodded even though she has a bad feeling about it. " they are really get along" xandra whispered to branny and he also nodded.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

I need to get this done and completed soon. My power is waning, I can barely feel when another entity is nearby. I need to bring my power back up. The only way to do that is to sacrifice the seer, and I know where she is now, Jenni March, the alpha’s daughter, the newest seer, the one that can make my power whole. Once that happens, I will be unstoppable, I’ll have control. I’ll be able to put an end to this whole fucked up situation, get rid of the mutts and the leeches. Then the witches will be the superior species here again. It’s our time to shine.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

I tried to think of an explanation that would sound reasonable. Dresna blurted out, “Are you some kind of witch”? A witch was not the comparison I expected. “There’s something weird going on with you, Skye. You saved my life on the mountain, and now at the Drock...” “It was the Drax that got to those two,” I said, trying to sound convincing. “Seriously, Dresna, you know what that concoction did to you.” We reached Dresna’s home, and I stood for a moment contemplating whether to expand on my answer, but noting his questions had subsided, I decided to let any further response lapse.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

This time we both laughed together, she really was amazing, her voice, her laugh, her hands, and her sense of humor were incredible, refreshing. "Thank you," she said pulling me out of my thoughts, "I really appreciate that you like it, even knowing that you didn't want me to touch you forty minutes ago." "Yes, well, I'm not very adept at contact," I replied, embarrassed. "Christian Gray," she whispered almost voicelessly now working my legs. “What?” I asked confused, "Who’s that?" She gave me one of her laughs again. "He's a fictional character from a book who doesn't like to be touched because in his childhood someone put out cigarettes on his chest," she explained, pressing my right calf,

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.