Dolores Cannon Books Free Novels & Stories

And now, Alessia Romano has that timing. A girl with fire in her bones and rebellion in her eyes. A girl desperate enough to reach out to a dead woman for help. A girl who didn’t yet know that her fiancé was the very devil she feared. Catalina sealed the USB in a thick envelope, marking it with a single elegant “A.” Then she kissed the seal with her red lips. “You want out, little princess?” she whispered. “Then let me show you the door… and the demons behind it.”

The gunfight went on and on till they were out of bullets. "Fuck!" **************** MORELLI MANSION..... LIVING ROOM.... "What do you think about red?" Candela asked. She and Dolores are both seated in the room but far from each other. Candela has a huge magazine in her lap and Dolores is busy with her phone. Dolores is dressed in a simple dress while Candela is dressed like she is about to go out. She always maintains her place as the queen of the house, looking splendid always. "Red is nice," Dolores said.

Then, with zero concern, Nyra dropped her head back down and made a low sound—something between a growl and a grunt, like a: Hmm! And went right back to sleep. Dolores widened her eyes and grabbed her pants. “See? She even grumbles!” she whispered, tiptoeing through the kitchen as if passing a live bomb. She finally gathered enough courage—more out of desperation than bravery—and followed the cowboy. She kept glancing back to make sure Nyra wasn’t coming after her, which almost caused her to bump into a ceramic pot. God knows where that came from. Dolores froze and stared ahead.

Author’s POV Dolores's legs trembled as she raised the coffee mug to her lips, eyes darting side to side, alert for any signs of danger. Her usually immaculate appearance was messy, her clothes damaged, and her hair in a mess—a clear sign of the torture she had endured. Stefano shook his head as he watched her, knowing better than to inquire about the horrors she had faced. The frightened, savage shine in her green eyes told him she was a wild animal, forever vigilant in a dangerous jungle.

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Zane’s amber eyes burn, rogue curiosity turning feral. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he mutters. They know I’m a woman in Cillian’s body, but seeing me...her...in the flesh? It’s like they’ve been hit with a lust spell. My own desire spikes, pussy already wet at their stares. This is it, my ultimate fangirl fantasy! My harem, wanting me as me! “Don’t just stare,” I tease, voice playful, shedding Cillian’s shirt to reveal my curves fully. “Come get me.” The vault’s too exposed.

Anna was brought to a beautiful place, it looked like a countryside. The place was green, full of trees and flowers , beautiful and peaceful, it was everything she ever wanted to escape to in her last life. Anna asked herself

Elena The first light of dawn was soft, almost hesitant, slipping through my bedroom window and casting pale shadows across the floor. But inside me, a storm raged. I lay tangled in the sheets, heart hammering against my ribs so fiercely it felt like it might break free. The night before—the full moon ceremony—was supposed to be the moment everything changed. The moment my fate would be sealed. Instead, it shattered. Darian’s rejection echoed in my mind, sharp and cold, slicing through me like ice.

“…they will burn the world to reach you.” Lena felt sick. “Where… are we going?” she whispered. Elias looked toward the dense mountains ahead. “To someone who owes your mother a debt,” he said. “Someone the Circle fears.” “Who?” Elias’s jaw set. “Her name is Cassandra.” Lena blinked. She didn’t recognize the name. Elias continued, “Your mother trusted her. Cassandra helped hide the file. She’s the only person alive who knows how to decode the rest of it.”