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I stood there staring out the sliding glass down drinking my coffee. We had gotten at least a two feet of snow overnight and it was still coming down hard. I had woken up about an hour ago and couldn’t go back to sleep. I had a terrible nightmare that Alexi and I weren’t able to get home, and that asshole Dontay had kidnapped my queen. It pissed me off that there was nothing I could do. I shook my head trying to clear that thought. A pair of toned arms wrapped around my waist. I grabbed her hand before it could dip into my sweatpants.

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE DAMON Point of View I trudged back to my chambers, feeling defeated. Tyla's rejection still stung, and I couldn't stop feeling like I'd blown my chance with her. I flopped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling. Why couldn't she just give me a chance? I knew I'd messed up in the past, but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it right. As I lay there, my eyelids began to droop. I let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, letting sleep take control of me. But my rest was fitful. I dreamed of Annie, my former mate. We were standing in a lush meadow, surrounded by wildflowers. She was smiling at me, her eyes shining with love. I reached out to her, but she slipped away,

Thank you so much for reading "Broken Nightmare"! The second book will be out in about April of 2021 and I can't wait to share it with you. Here is a sneak-peek so you can take a look! Chapter 1 I woke slowly with my head pounding, feeling very disoriented. It was pitch black in my room as I opened my eyes. I reached over to turn my bedroom lamp on, but felt nothing. Where was my lamp? And then it all came back flooding to me. Liam kidnapped. Claire and the pack missing. The imprint.

“Then maybe you should find the truth yourself. Stop letting Evelyn writes your story for you.” And with that, she left him sitting there clutching the past lost in a war between love and lies. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- That night, sleep did not come easily. Damon lay in his penthouse, eyes wide open, the leather-bound notebook resting on his chest. And then the dream began. A long hallway. Cold floors. A door at the end—steel, reinforced. A keypad beside it. The air was thick with secrets. He approached the door. His fingers hovered over the numbers.

Rain sat on the edge of the bed with the notebook in her lap. Damien sat beside her. Not reaching for it. Waiting. She opened it to the first page. Looked at it for a moment. Then handed it to him. He read slowly. She had expected that. Damien did nothing quickly that deserved time. He read the way he listened — completely present, nothing held back, giving the thing in front of him his full and total attention. She watched his face while he read. The first pages were about the dream. The forest and the red moon and the running — twenty_one years of her wolf trying to reach her through the only door that was open. She had written it like poetry almost. Short lines. The particular rhythm of s

I came hard, gushing hot cum on him, body shaking violently, screams ripping out as I yanked free, murmuring "it's only a dream." But the heat lingered, pussy still pulsing, thighs drenched. I woke up gasping, the afternoon sun streaming through my bedroom window at Northwind Palace. I was soaked between my legs again, embarrassed even though I was alone and nobody could see what I'd been dreaming about. The same dream, always the same men I'd never met. It happened every single day. A wave of guilt hit me as I sat up on the bed. Why was I dreaming about strangers when I had everything I wanted? I was Luna of Northwind Pack, mated to Alpha Kael Dorian, the man I'd been crushing on since I wa

It’s pointless. Before he leaves, he gives Connor a final nod, but Connor ignores him and continues to watch the television. All I can do is stand there and watch him walk out the door. Perturbed, I place the card in my pocket and go to my room. That night, I dream of a good-looking man with cobalt eyes, dark hair, and a penetrating stare. In the dream, we’re naked in bed making love. I wake up the next morning feeling a little depressed. I can’t believe that Declan is Connor’s brother. What are the odds that the man of my dreams is my stepbrother’s brother? It’s mind-boggling. Reaching over to my dresser, I pull out his card, look at it, and place it inside my jewelry box. Maybe one day I’l

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Damien explained and hung his arm over Jade's stomach. “I tried to home medicate on my own because there were no pharmacies open by that time. But night came and I couldn't sleep. I heard wolves howling from far off. Like hypnotism, I left home again and followed the sounds till it landed me in a forest and I saw many others like me.” He continued his explanation but Jade was getting scared now. Had she just made a mistake? He heard her thought but decided to ignore it for the moment and carry on with his narration.

After the boys had left my room, I went through my bag and pulled out my favorite book, Night Flame, by Catherine Hart. I sat back in my chair by the window, prepared to spend the rest of the afternoon reading when a shiver ran down my spine. I jumped out of my seat and spun around to see a pair of yellow eyes glowing in the corner of the room. As those eyes drew closer to me, I realized that it was Simon, the fae that came to warn me the other day.