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“Silvano entered Delta Tiberius’ room while the Princess was inside.” “Yes, Beta.” Ottaviano bowed his head, hurrying to do as he was ordered. “There, that is being handled. Please feel free to return to your mate, Katrina.” Damon smiled at me. “Oh, that is tempting, Zio.” I sighed, looking over my shoulder to the door. It was like a rope was pulled between Tiberius and me. Each step that took me further from him created more tension as the bond wanted to pull me back to him. “But I must speak with the Crone. She needs to answer for recent events, and I’m done being patient with that bitch.” I explained, forcing my attention away from Tiberius.

He added. Dylan fell silent as he tried to digest the information he just got. He still found it difficult no matter how easy he tried to view it. It was just so hard for some reason. Why did he suddenly feel like he would be cheating on someone, on Jasmine. No this was weird because Jasmine wasn't his and she was a slave made by him so he wasn't supposed to feel that way

Harbouring thoughts that excluded Damon was tempestuous in his presence and the task becomes impossible when my traitorous mind plays all his puzzling confessions in my head. And trust me when I say the only girl who can ever fill in the place of my girlfriend, or any serious relationship is Arianna Reynolds. The only girl who always had my eyes on her," Just because I saved you from the nasty crowd you scripted me down as your Romeo? Ria in Hebrew means the rebellious one. You are my rebellious kitten, love. Your scent ruins everything. You jumped into my life and messed it up for eternity. The last confession was a strike of reality. In the fictional world where feathers flew over the clou

He is unstoppable acquiring the precious stone of the world. Dahlia Ofemia’s is a simple woman with dreams to be a famous writer, influenced to write by his Grandpa who adopt her and the owner of a humble Milktea Shop. Her Grandpa loves to tell the story about the lonely dragon prince, and Dahlia decides to give a shot to write after her grandpa’s fictional idea. One night the moon is full while walking in the rush hours street, an accident is about to happened, if the dragon prince unwillingly to save her. After a thousand years, it is the first time the lips of the dragon prince touched human lips.

“Yes, I am..’’ At least he gave her a straight forward answer. Roman stared at her for an intense second. He had a thousand thoughts running through his head. Was he going to make it quick? Certainly not. He wanted her to suffer. As payback to the moon goddess for pairing him with such a lousy weak female. Elena stared at him. Not with fear, not with regret, but with a smile on her face. As if she had already accepted fate. Elena Humphrey had spent most of her life trying to think of the ways that she would die. She knew that it would happen one day and that day had finally come. There was excitement in her heart. Finally, she would get the peace she has always desired. She would escape th

Dior grabbed a sobbing Mimi and fumed upstairs past Izan. "Dior, get back here," Dre growled. "Die," Dior growled back at him. "Diorese!" As an answer, a door banged against its hinges and Izan finally made it to the last stair. "When will you tell him you're rejecting her cos you're scared she'll steal him and he'll forget all about you?" "When will you tell Astra you fucked Seline as a replacement?" Dre retorted. Izan's eyes turned deadly. "Yes, let's each mind our business," Dre added before walking out of the pack house and Izan after him. An omega who had witnessed the whole deal from beginning to end shook her head dramatically. "This is a whole lotta mess."

Dravon is using another Method to draw me closer. He wants me in his life. He wants to prove to be better than Caden. Dravoneis also a jealous soul. Why move me from my chambers to his immediately? My thoughts lit up in excitement. It drifted to Cyrene. How the proud self would be surviving in the dungeon. She would wrap her arms around herself, craving warmth. All she aims at is eliminating me. Which is practically impossible. I burst into uncontrollable laughter. I laid swiftly on my bed. Day dreaming about Dravon.

I am glad that the goddess blessed Dee with two true mates because she knew that she would need this because this day was coming, we will find out who was behind this, and they will pay for their sins, and I will tell you know that it will not be a light punishment at all. Rachell Numb that’s how I feel , I have cried I tried to lessen the blow of losing my big brother but training , I even tried to blow shit up I am sad , mad , hurt and I feel for my sister-in-law and the twins, Yes, she still has Jasper as her true mate but her and Bryan are more then just that they have loved each other for god ever since I can remember I think the first time she told me he has a secret crush on Draco was

He was sitting on a couch in the main hall, watching the battle on the international waters through the large screen in front of him. A blond, extravagantly dressed young man was staring intently at the screen with his brow furrowed. He asked thoughtfully, "Grandpa, who do you think will win between Caine and that Dramonian?" The old man shook his head slightly and replied, "It's hard to tell for now. "Although that Dramonian is a level lower than Caine in terms of his realm, the mystic sects of Dramon are very mysterious. There have been far too many cases in history of Yarroland experts being taken by surprise and killed.

“Your story?” “I write them. Werewolf romances. This world. The packs. You.” I gestured at him. “I wrote you.” He stared. Then, slowly, a low, rough sound escaped him. Laughter. Quiet. Disbelieving. “You wrote me.” “Yeah. Prince Genesis. Alpha heir. Brooding. Scarred. Growly.” He raised one brow. “Growly?” “Very.” The corner of his mouth twitched. Almost a smile. “And what happens to me in your story?”