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“It is not. We can talk about that. But I am asking you something first. Show me her.” Cressida looked at her for a long moment. Then she reached up and put her hand on Phoenix’s jaw, and stopped calculating. She kissed her. Chapter 7: Reclaimed The office was small and book lined and had a window that looked onto the museum’s internal courtyard. Cressida locked the door. Phoenix stood in the middle of the room and looked at her. “Tell me what you want,” Phoenix said. “Not what is appropriate. What you actually want.” Cressida looked at her.

I added the photograph to the end of the file. Labeled it: Unconfirmed chapter. Possibly imagined. Possibly true. But worth writing either way.

“That‌ fi​t​s. The⁠ bond may be anchoring you,⁠ keepi​ng the curse’s vol‍atili‍ty in check. But we need to m​onitor it c‌losel‍y.” Dr. N⁠a⁠ir stood and un⁠locked a cabinet, re‌trieving‌ an o​ld leather-bound book, t‌he orig‌inal curse⁠ docume⁠nt​ation, its pages worn from centuries of stu⁠dy. She’d shown m​e bit‍s of it before, but today she flipped thro‍ugh with‍ pu‌rpose, cross-ref⁠erencing someth​ing o‌n he‍r screen.

“M–Mate?” Claudia’s voice trembled, her words breaking as her eyes flickered in dread. Claudia’s chest tightened, her pulse raced in disbelief at the sight before her. The one man Claudia feared most stood in front of her. The mate bond pulled at her, raw and undeniable, yet Claudia felt like if she was in some kind of dream. A cruel dream that she desperately felt the urge to snap back to reality because the person in front of her felt so unreal.

Tightened his grip on my ankle and watched me steal three pieces with the resigned tolerance of a man who’d accepted food theft as a love language two years ago. “Cole let Sienna read the manuscript,” he said. “The WHOLE thing?” “Page forty-seven. She hasn’t made eye contact with him since Tuesday.” “What’s on page forty-seven?” “Everything.” He bit a spring roll in half. “The hotel room. What she was wearing when she came out of the bathroom. Cole thinks he’s writing literary fiction. He basically wrote a forensic report on her underwear.”

Chapter 88. *.* TRIGGER WARNING: CONTENT CONTAINS A SEX SCENE. She lay face up on the bed with all eagerness, waiting and anticipating his touch while he hovered over her. He placed his hands on the bed, next to her head to raise his weight with his knees pinned to her bed as he began to kiss her lips softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck and grabbed his waist with her legs. "Careful! The cubs," Cole had to say because of the swift movement of Cora.

SONG OF THE CHAPTER: THR CHAIN BY FLEETWOOD MAC Rhea's pov: The firelight is flickering in uneven patterns, painting Lucien’s face in shadows that look sharper than they should. His jaw look so tense, and every few seconds, his eyes flick to the tree line like he’s expecting Varein to step out again. I’m sitting cross-legged on the forest floor, my hands curled around the mug Kaia handed me earlier. The steam is curling upward, catching the dim light, but my fingers still feel cold.

The magical screen flickered, showing the repeat telecast of my nightmare. In the vision, Vincenzo groaned faintly, drunk and oblivious, his head lolling as Cassidy pressed her lips on his. She then shifted, pressing harder, twisting the scene into something damning. With practiced deceit, she pulled his shirt off, her own nightgown slipping to the floor like a discarded mask. Then, with precision, she dragged the quilt from the couch and covered both of them, hiding her manipulation under the folds of the fabric. Cassidy let out a low, triumphant laugh when Vincenzo couldn’t resist in his drunken stupor, brushing his lips against her neck. Her voice dripped with poison, curled through the v

A faint sound met her ears that caught her attention. She hurriedly looked in that direction, turning down the volume of the television. She saw Iqrar moving in and then pushing the door close. “How was your day?” she asked while she stretched back her legs which were laid before her on another couch. Her grey eyes scanned him down as he looked tired. “It was good,” he answered her. He moved in her direction and sat next to her. His arm lay on the headrest of the couch and his legs spread wide as he sat in that alpha position. He smirked down at her when she smiled softly at him.

Umiling-iling na lamang siya habang nakangiti, at kinuha ang phone sa bulsa para tawagan si Lucas. "Okay na, Lucas... Nakakuha na ako ng kopya ng black book ni Alfred," ani ng binata habang pinagmamasdan ang hawak na scanning glasses na ipinagamit sa kanya. *** Tahimik na pinagmamasdan ni Lucas ang 3D model ng Senwell Hotel and Casino nang biglang pumasok si Christelle sa pavilion ng bahay dala ang isang micro SD card. Nilapitan siya ng dalaga, at iniabot sa kanya ang maliit na storage device.