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He offered a life where I might finally stop running. Aunt Dolores continued, her tone softening just a fraction. “I know you loved Drake with your whole heart. I saw how his rejection broke you. But love that burns hot and leaves you bleeding is not the only kind that exists. Victor can give you something steadier. Someone who chooses you deliberately, not just when passion strikes. I want that for you, Raven. I want you to have a love that stays.”

She had drifted off into sleep thankfully. “We'll need to get my father out,” Damien whispered to me. "What do we do?" I asked. Damien pulled me aside. "We will fight back. But first..." He drew in closer and then kissed me hard, his hand sliding under my wet shirt, fingers pinching my nipple. Rain had soaked us from everything but heat between us built fast. "Not now," I whispered. Yet my greedy body leaned in, my pussy aching for his thick cock once again. And I would get it.

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“You’re scary sometimes, you know that? If I didn’t know you, I might think that’s something supernatural—like a ghost taking human form!” Dark pretended to be offended, his brows furrowing. “So now I’m a ghost? Can’t I just be mysterious and extremely handsome?” After revealing his handsome face, he moved closer. “There, now you’re sure! It’s really me—your beloved husband, Dark Nathaniel Villamonte.” Before Roxane could protest, Dark quickly pulled her into his arms and kissed her gently but full of affection. Roxane felt the warmth of the kiss and the intensity of his longing in every movement.

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He could never get enough of her. Zoey had had a few drinks tonight, too. Laurence tasted the faint sweetness of cider on her lips. He couldn't stop kissing her. As the passion calmed down, he placed his palm on her back and ran his fingers along her shoulder blades to calm her down. Zoey did not appreciate the gesture, but she didn't have the strength to push him away. The janitor on cleaning duty opened the fire exit door in the corner, letting in a sudden burst of bright light that blinded the unsuspecting couple. The janitor didn't expect there would be a couple getting cozy in the darkness, so he made a quick exit.

He’d made sure of it. No contact. No mistakes. But he’d come back every night since he walked away. Just to make sure she was still breathing. Just to confirm that no one else had found her. Just to see her. It was pathetic. Nicholas Romanov didn’t do obsession. Didn’t do longing. But Chloe… she had crawled into his bloodstream, into the gaps between his loyalty and his rage, and made a home there. She haunted him worse than Isaac’s death. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw her. The way her lips trembled when she whispered Isaac. The way she didn’t plead. The way she looked so damn broken—and still didn’t blame him.

Beneath the Wolf Moon The days following Lena's visit to the infirmary were filled with a strange silence. The packhouse buzzed with preparation—training sessions, patrol rotations, weapons maintenance—but for Lena, everything felt muted. Damian avoided her with subtlety, throwing himself into battle plans and council meetings. She didn’t chase him. Not yet. But she felt the distance. Every word Kieran had spoken echoed louder in his absence. Every unsaid truth between her and Damian expanded into a canyon. The war had become more than survival—it was now tangled with history, betrayal, and choices that seemed too heavy to hold.

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.