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The volatile chemistry that had threatened to destroy her analytical mind was now the only thing keeping her anchored to reality. He slowed the pace for a fraction of a second, shifting his grip to slide beneath her thighs, lifting her higher against him to deepen the contact until it was nearly overwhelming. Every deliberate thrust felt like an accusation and an absolute claim, breaking down the walls she had meticulously built between her personal survival and her dangerous attraction to him. Grace tilted her head back, her breath hitching in her throat as the friction built to an agonizing intensity. She met his gaze, refusing to look away, finding a strange, dark liberation in the raw tr

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WARNING, LOVES. This isn’t your sweet cinnamon roll romance. Inside these pages, you’ll find obsession, dubious consent, stalking, emotional manipulation, violence, and a heroine who doesn’t just break the rules—she lights them on fire. There will be blood. There will be spice. There will be twisted minds doing twisted things in the name of love (or something like it). If that makes you uncomfortable, close the book. But if you like your romance dark, your villains deliciously unhinged, and your morals tied up and begging for mercy...

He had long forgotten about it because it had been many years and not once had he ever thought about it. Carefully, Lucian unwrapped the box. Inside there was a book. It was unlike anything Lucian had ever seen. The cover was bound in dark, cracked leather, etched with symbols that seemed to shift and writhe when he looked at them. The title was embossed in gold, written in a language he didn’t recognize but could somehow read: The Laws of the Ancient Times. As he touched the cover, a jolt of energy surged through him, making his vision blur. For a moment, he saw flashes of a different world, fiery landscapes, dark thrones, and a figure cloaked in shadow. Then it was gone, leaving him breath

But when she pulled a condom out of her dessert drawer and threw it to me, it was high time for me to go home - without a condom. I spent the evening in my room over my books and the new journal that Historia brought out every month. But as soon as I crawled under my covers to sleep, my thoughts were back on Nick and his brother. That didn't change either when I sat sleepily in the kitchen over my cereal the next morning while Uncle Roderick turned the toast in the toaster into coal again. "You shine so brightly today," he remarked. As always, he missed the burnt smell that wafted through the kitchen.

Chapter Eleven – Dreams That Burn Caelum’s POV It was the kind of dream that left a man hard, sweating, and guilty all at once. I was inside her. Ardyn. Bent over the marble counter in my private bathroom, water misting from the still-running shower, her palms flat, her body trembling, her breath sharp and broken like she was drowning in me. I was buried so deep I forgot my own name, only the sound of hers clawing at my throat like a sin I couldn’t confess.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

Brett pleaded, putting his hand on my arm, his eyes welling with tears. “It’s so toxic, Brett, and it’s crazy how you don’t realize that,” I mumbled, shrugging him off me. “We don’t love each other…we’re just two people who work together, see each other every day, and convince ourselves that we do, when in reality, we just don’t want to be lonely…” “But I do love you…” Brett breathed. “This isn’t love, Brett, we’re both so miserable.” I swallowed. “Maybe this undercover job is what I need. A chance to get out of town…focus on myself, and find myself again.” I shook my head. “And put criminals behind bars while I’m at it.”

, he whispered in my ear and I fought the urge to sink into him. I tried to get away but a single thrust of his hips had me mewling in response. "No Man and I mean no Man Tesoro,must lay his hands on you, touch you,caress your skin or I promise you'd be the reason another person's life would be gone" He whispered sinisterly. I shivered, goosebumps all over my body yet I wondered why my body reacted to his sick threats I tried to get up and move out of the car which was fast becoming claustrophobic.

But then, like a switch had been flipped, it was back, more sinister than before, his lips curling into a predatory grin that sent a shiver down my spine. “Oh, is that so?” he mused, his voice dripping with malice as he took a step closer, his gaze darkening with desire. “I think you’re lying to yourself, Princess. Deep down, you know you can’t resist me.” Before I could respond, Damien’s hand shot out, wrapping around my neck with a firm grip that sent a jolt of electricity coursing through me. I gasped, my breath catching in my throat as he pinned me against the wall, his touch sending shivers of anticipation racing down my spine.