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“Then she crawled into bed asking if something was wrong with her. I told her maybe a threesome would help me love her more and she actually considered it. Offered to bring in the same women I already cheated on her with few months ago.” Every word sliced deeper. Because he knew exactly what hurt me most. The orphan girl in me who still wanted people to love her even conditionally. “She’d do anything to keep me,” Tyler continued casually. “Total doormat. If she wasn’t your daughter, she’d never be good for me as Luna.” The velvet ring box slipped from my numb fingers and hit the marble floor with a sharp crack. Silence. Tyler’s head snapped violently toward the doorway, his entire body going

“And you don’t have to act any differently towards me. I think I know what you’re thinking of.” “It’s just that some find it dishonorable to bed a woman and not… marry her or make commitments…” said Luca, clasping his hands together. His long blonde hair fell down his shoulders, partly covering his chest. “Marry? Karainas don’t marry,” said Scarlett, grabbing some linen from a nearby stool. What on earth was he talking about? Didn’t people here enjoy the pleasure of men or women without feeling that they owed each other anything? “I thought you wanted to know if I loved you or anything. I like you… and I find you impossibly handsome, but there’s only one person I love and that person may or

Lena hurled back at Carla. I sighed, already having a headache. I was surprised to not see any hurt flashover Carla’s face. Does she not feel anything for Dave anymore? “Anything else you want to inform me about myself that I don’t already know?” Carla bit back, surprising me because she used to be quite timid while growing up. It’s shocking to see her standing her ground like this. Before Lena could respond, I spoke up. “Carla, meet Lena. She’s a friend.” I introduced Lena, knowing she badly wanted the girlfriend tag, but I wasn’t sure I'd ever be ready for that.

The genuine look on his face could not be faked. "I saw you and Mitchel the other night. You were planning something about Jason. You want to keep him here and use him for something?" Carly looked at him, further explaining what he saw. "You gave her permission to torture and kill Alicia. That could be a trigger to Jason turning him against everyone getting succumbed to the darkness."

Each movement is fueled by instinct and raw power, while also heading towards their same opponent. As the Fanged Gods arrived before them, their presence casting a powerful aura of divine authority, Erin’s hand tightens around the dagger she grabbed earlier while Duncan attacked her, her resolve steeling as she prepared to strike. With a swift, decisive motion, she plunged the blade into Calypso’s heart, ending the witch’s reign of terror once and for all. With Calypso defeated, the enchantments imprisoning Lola, Evin, and Lara dissipate, freeing them from their captivity.

A person in love will never listen to anyone who tries to separate him from the one he likes. " Won't you tell me who she is? I want to to to see with my own eyes if she is worth your liking or not. As an emperor of the Lycan kingdom, your standard for woman has to be extra high ", Rosalina was the perfect sister one could ask for himself. Damian flickered his fingers and looked at her, " You don't have to know her, it's best if she stays. mysterious. I don't want to expose her to the potential dangers. So not even you have to know her ", Damian refused to let her in the highlight.

he said with sarcasm. Ava gulped; she looked from the dead man to the one obviously angry at her and couldn’t say a single word. She was still in shock about what happened. Diablo walked up to her and grabbing her hand, he pulled her out of the club. He was vigilant as they walked to his car. All his senses were on high alert for any sneak attack or flying bullet but they reached the car safely and he opened the door for her. Ava didn’t wait to be told to get in and she put on her belt while at it.

She refused to let the judgments of others diminish the authenticity of their love. As time went on, Isabella's understanding of the werewolf world deepened. She discovered that their society, though steeped in ancient traditions, was not devoid of complexities and conflicts. She witnessed the struggles of Giovanni's people, the delicate balance they maintained between their primal instincts and their desire for harmony. Isabella's compassion grew, and she found herself eager to contribute to the well-being of the werewolf community that had become an integral part of her life.

“B-But, I-I don’t love Lucifer.. I mean.. I don’t know if I love him too or not, how about Carlo? He told me to wait for him..” “Angela, please don’t get me wrong but I think I ought to tell you this. That Carlo, is in the past now. He already left you, a few years ago. He promised to come back after ten years but he never did. But guess what? A handsome prince suddenly appeared to save you, he loved you, he did everything that Carlo was supposed to do. Carlo is in the past already, okay? We’ll never know when he’ll be coming back. We don’t actually know if he really would come back.” Christine looked at me. “But Lucifer? The man who made you happy, the man who made you forget that you’re lo

and only went on when I could tell she was getting impatient. “I was never Luna. I just happened to have been in a relationship with a man you would have killed for and then broke up.” It was my word against hers anyway; she wasn’t there, after all. She laughed heartily one moment, then leaned in close the next, a cold glow filling her eyes. “It’s always about twisting words and trying to make yourself look good. I know your sister, who’s right behind you, awakened the bond with Killian on your wedding day, Zira,” Scarlett said, with venom slipping through her words.