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His. I should have knocked. I should have turned around. Instead I pushed the door open, and everything in me stopped working. Alaric stood by the fire with Vivienne in his arms, and he was kissing her, slow and unhurried and tender, one hand cradling the back of her head, and his other hand was resting on her stomach. On the small, unmistakable, rounded curve of her stomach.

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

Lucas was mine now, and I was his, the forbidden bond stronger than any sacred tie. I traced patterns on his chest, already planning the next time I would push him over the edge. His hand stroked my hair, and I smiled against his skin. The wolf had surrendered, and the heat between us burned hotter than ever. We dozed briefly, but his cock stirred against my thigh, and soon we were at it again, this time with me riding him on the couch, my hips rolling as he gripped my waist and thrust up to meet every descent. His knot swelled inside me once more, locking us as I ground down, milking every drop from him while his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking hard enough to leave marks.

** POR SIEMPRE TUYA LIBRO 1 (166,800 LECTORES) ETERNAMENTE MÍA LIBRO 2 (54,700 LECTORES) INFINITAMENTE NUESTRA LIBRO 3 ( 7200 LECTORES) **SAGA ROMANCE ( pasión, romance, tentaciones y un hombre decidido a todo por la mujer que ama). -CUANDO DEJAS TU CORAZÓN ATRÁS LIBRO 1 (4200 lectores) -MI CORAZÓN TE PERTENECE LIBRO 2 (3800 lectores) *** PASION Y TENTACION MAFIA SERIES*********** -MAFIA ITALIANA LIBRO 1 ******HISTORIAS INDIVIDUALES************ - LUNA INDOMABLE (pasion/traicion/romance/ alfa posesivo/ princesa rebelde)

"It's not a Throne! It’s not an Audit! It’s a Shared Hearth! And as long as we keep the fire warm, the North will never be standard again!" The wolves let out a roar that shook the very foundations of the citadel. It wasn't a roar of submission; it was a Roar of Freedom. Eryx pulled me to him, his carnal crimson eyes filled with a peace that no machine could ever copy. "The 'Liturgy' is set, Gia." "And the Climax?" I asked. He kissed me. It was a kiss of bronze and lead, of fire and stardust, of 198 chapters of suffering turned into Infinite Hope.

If we had met in another place other than here, she would gulp down her saliva at the sight of me. No doubt I'm hot, I know that. Receiving compliments here and there had really boosted my confidence. I used to feel inferior about myself not until I reached puberty. All my skimpy dresses hugged my curves so perfectly. I was nicknamed curvaceous, 'curvy' for short. "Walk straight down and enter the first door by your right." She said as she pointed her finger directing me to the interview hall. "Thank you" I said to her. My eyes were fixed at the door and the only thing in my head was about the man I met at the club last night. If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips

This was the first time I saw Anthony this way and I could not help but see what more he would do to me if I triggered his desire. I sighed wistfully and searched through my luggage for a dress. I chuckled when I came across a section where my best friend, Gina had put the clothes she deemed as ‘sexy killer’. I picked up something red and lifted it. I gasped at how pretty it looked. It was a short, thin strapped dress with a low back. It would look perfect on me, and I knew it would make Anthony drool. “Let’s see how my dear husband reacts to this.” ++++

“I would love to. What book do you want? What’s your favorite book?” The girl hesitated. Instead of heading to the neat bookshelf, she padded quietly up the stairs to her room, then disappeared into her bedroom. She returned a moment later, but not with a colorful picture book, just a single, folded piece of paper, its edges soft from repeated handling. She offered it to Ellie with both hands with a gravity that seemed far beyond her years. Ellie settled on the couch with Esme curled up close, her small body a warm weight against her side. As Ellie unfolded, smoothing out the creases of the paper. The handwriting was neat but feminine with looping letters that spoke of care.

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."