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I could easily ask elders but then. The Blackfrost library was cold and dark at dawn. Torches flickered in iron brackets. The shelves stretched into the darkness...rows and rows of books, journals, scrolls. Centuries of knowledge, and none of it could tell me why I couldn't stop thinking about her. Was there something about her? I read all about griffins and the hybrids of em'. Yet nothing. I searched for hours. Old journals....Accounts of fae glamour and how to break it. Accounts of mate bonds and how they worked. Accounts of wolves who had fallen for women they shouldn't have.

Hello again lovely readers, Welcome to A Cruel Fate: Her Gamma's Regret! If you are joining again for this third and final book in this trilogy, welcome back! For those of you who read the first two books, Dillon and Zoe's story was happening concurrently in the timeline with the other two so we are going back in time a bit, but rest assured, this book will take us beyond book two, to the end of the line for the wolves or Dark Fae. Only time will tell who prevails.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

**DEDICATION** To the dreamers who find solace in stories, To the lovers of dark romance and untamed desires, And to those who embrace both the light and the shadows within; This book is for you. And to myself, ShineeSunshine; For the late nights, the endless imagination, and the courage to weave crimson tales of obsession and love. _______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series

"Stop that. I don't like the way you talk. I don't like your smell. I don't like you. You're dangerous, I can sense it, I'm not afraid at all, but I don't like that. So get the hell away from me. Stop talking. Just, go!" "Yes, I'm dangerous, but this is just a fact. Every fae is naturally dangerous. And I already told you that I don't wanna go. Why are you acting like this? We do not kill witches in this kingdom, I don't know how the fuck you didn't know that, but we don't kill witches. So get this shit away from my face, please. The fact that you're not afraid, it's what makes you more interesting, dear." Why does he talk like this?

EIRA Eira woke before dawn with her heart thudding too fast. At first she thought it was Kael — the memory of the last few days flashing behind her eyelids: the stolen kisses, the way he always found her, the heat in his voice when he murmured her name under his breath like a curse he was trying not to speak too loud. But then the ache came. A slow, crawling burn under her skin. It's not pain, exactly. Just… wrong.

Liam read the title of the book as he kept watching me. “I FELL For THE Dark FAE LORD," Liam read the content, and I gasped in shock when he showed me the front cover. That was indeed the title of the book but I didn't know. “ I didn't know you were into romance books," Liam said, the obvious, and I wish the ground swallowed me up right now. Blood drained from my face when Liam suddenly pushed my back against the row of shelves. “I don't read those. I picked that without looking at the book." The words rushed out of my lips, my heart skipping a beat.

I then go to the related shelves and recover a good ten or so before settling down to go through them in more detail. I sit down at a table a little away, not wanting people to see the nature of my research. What will I discover? The first book I discover is an old ancient book. I feel a little ridiculous, I was eager to study these legends for my class, but not to connect them to real creatures. Am I going mad? I summon my courage and take a deep breath before opening the book. I skim through several chapters scanning through the information. Werewolves, zombies, witches, shamans... Nothing matches. I won't get dishearted! I'm sure to find something!

“You twisted everything—” Damien’s growl thundered over me, deep and dangerous. The ground itself seemed to tremble. “Stop, Lena.” His Alpha voice slammed into me like a wall. My wolf whimpered and dropped low inside me. My muscles locked. My body bent against his power. “No,” I whispered, fighting to lift my head. My words were not fluent, but I forced it out. “Not this time.” Selene’s smile grew wide and sharp. She pressed against him like a queen, fake and sweet. “Show her, Alpha. Show her where she belongs.”

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