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I happened to use a computer in the library right after Hazel, and when I saw the dirty things she had left on the g****e search history, I knew the perfect way to bait her ass. She was reading an article about “BDSM fantasies”, and right after, she seemed to have gone through a couple of gangbang clips with surprisingly rough and domineering acts. Learning that she was a dirty whore underneath all that neediness made me want her even more. So I set to work on creating a trap that she couldn’t resist. I created a website that matched people with others who have nasty fantasies, then I hacked into her phone and tweaked her algorithm so that the website would pop up on her search engine in the

My back arched, and my throat ran dry. “Make your choice," they whispered. I blinked. Everything faded. I found myself stripped bare, wrists bound to a bed, my heart still pounding just as hard. And that’s when four pairs of hands and lips began their enticing crawl, tracing their way up my trembling, aroused form. Little did I know, I had unwittingly stepped into a web of seduction and submission. Where boundaries blurred… and choices had dire consequences. ~~~ Chapter 1 - Things To Hide “Carlos’ name is on the blacklist!”

An oversized cardigan, a pleated skirt that rested just above my knees, and rimmed glasses; my hair was in a messy bun with a pencil stuck into it. No one ever looked twice at the quiet Elena Voss. Perfect. I headed straight to the Rare Books section, the one Dr. Marcus Hale guarded like a treasure. I chose my usual spot; a wooden table tucked between towering shelves and I spread out my notes. But my real prize was waiting for me right on the shelf, a leather-bound book I’d discovered two weeks ago. Shadows of Desire by Marcus Hale. My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures.

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I grin and she groans. “Grayson has a girlfriend or fuck piece. Who knows? As for Emmet and Ashton, they are said to fuck different women, sometimes at once, with Grayson.” I laugh at her words. “You’re serious, all three brothers and one woman?” She nods. “Shit, like that’s hot.” She rolls her eyes at me, I meant it, but I leave it, she’s not comfortable talking about them, that’s clear. I continue to dance with her and sometimes Jasper, watching as I get drunk again, enough to drown out the nightmares. The later it gets the more drunk I become.

If hot bloodsuckers were going to throw parties where they poison their wine just for fun, they’d be from Nocti-fucking-Shade. “They probably have secret orgies and debate philosophy over corpses.” I wasn’t not intrigued. House DRACOVANTH Crest: A flaming dragon skull crowned in gold, surrounded by shattered chains Quote: “Born in fire. Bound to no one.” Accepts: Dragon blooded, wild mages, chaosborn, summoners Traits: Passion, rebellion, raw power, explosive magic Vibe: Elemental freaks and freedom-loving revolutionaries Known for: Warlocks, elementalists, weaponized royalty, fire slinging chaos gods

I asked flirtatiously. “You're not going to dissuade me,” Drago said before giving me a kiss on the forehead. “I do have something nice for you,” I said flirtatiously and lifted the dress to show off the stockings. “I hope you like it.” Drago whispered a curse between his teeth, and I laughed. When we got back to the party, I danced with my four mates, and in the middle of the dance floor, I had a vision of what my life was going to be like. I was going to have five children. Vampire twins who would be a pain in everyone's ass with their antics, a charming wolf would be central to their relationship, a sweet and kind sorceress would become a priestess, and a bad-tempered dragon would take af

“Adeline, what does being a lone-wolf look like? I've heard of them, but I don't really know why they are line wolves.” “Oh, well, the truth is, my husband and I come from a very ruthless pack named the Black Knight Pack. As the name implies, Our Alpha was truly a black Knight. He's the most merciless Alpha I've ever seen. As far as I can remember, my husband and I were just teens when we escaped with the other omegas.” “Oh my goodness! Such an Alpha existed. It must have been terrible.” “Very terrible, ma'am. Our escape wasn't at all easy because the Alpha sends his tracers and beasts at us.”

“Now, Cassandra. Let the bond drink it.” My orgasm ripped through me like a blade—sharp, blinding, my pussy clenching so hard I saw stars. I squirted around him, soaking his thighs, the furs, as he drove deeper and followed, his hot cum flooding my womb in thick pulses. The bond surged, and the chanting outside broke, replaced by screams of another kind. Dorian’s voice sliced through: “James! Now! They’re regrouping!” James pulled out, his cock glistening with our combined release. He didn’t clean me. He grabbed my hand, hauled me to my feet, and threw a cloak over my naked, cum-drenched body. “Crawl if you have to. We’re going through the back passage.”

“We can’t do this. For fuck sake, you’re Elenaa’s friend, and you’re my daughter’s age mate. You are practically my daughter, too. This is not happening. This is wrong on every level, and I’m supposed to be the responsible one here.” His chest heaved under my palms, and I could feel the rigid tension in every muscle of his tall, powerful frame. The scent of cedar, whiskey and his own warm skin filled my senses, making my head spin. Years of stolen glances across dinner tables, accidental brushes in the hallway of his sprawling home, and the forbidden attraction I’d buried deep came rushing to the surface. My pulse thundered in my ears, but even as he spoke those responsible words, his finger