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I resented him for taking me from my grandmother, locking me away in his house, and later even using my grandmother to force me into marriage with him. In those years, Felix loved me deeply. I tried to convince myself to keep going, to forgive him, because, at that time, he was just an innocent child. Every time I felt like giving up, I would go to the garden and look at the sunflowers, drawing flowers on the wall that would never wither. But later, as I tried to hold on, Darcy's arrival destroyed everything. Or maybe it was Felix who destroyed it all. He destroyed the sunshine that had grown up with him, and I couldn't hold on any longer.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

We were sworn enemies, different wolf breeds that loathed the other ever since the war, how then could we be mates? Alpha Liam, my mate? Impossible. Despite the lingering feeling of foreboding and danger, I felt like running into his arms. My body was acting completely opposite manner. His heavy scent continued to linger in the air as he appraoched. He suddenly took off and began to run towards me, his face filled with rage and unwavering disgust. I bent down immediately, wrapping my trembling hands around my legs, listlessly resigning to my sad fate. Perhaps this is how I had been destined to die.

"Hi, I'm Dexter. I approached you ' coz I saw you walking and you're not partying so I guess that we could chitchat a little you know?" I gladly accept his offer because he look so nice and he’s handsome to just like Vin. If i can’t sleep with Vin then I’m sleeping with Dexter. Well it’s not bad to sleep with him because I can see that he has a big dick because of his tight short. Just thinking of it I’m already wet what more if we did it. I kissed him on the lips and tried to suck his bottom lip, but didn't succeed. He keeps his mouth shut tightly.

Our bodies pressed flush together, and I gasped into his mouth at the new closeness. His hand slipped under the back of my shirt, his warm palm gliding slowly up my bare spine. I shivered violently at the skin-to-skin contact, a rush of goosebumps spreading across my body. The sensation was electric. I had to break the kiss, pulling back with a shaky breath. We stared at each other, our faces inches apart, both breathing hard. His eyes were dark with passion, pupils blown wide. My heart was racing so fast I felt dizzy. “You’re so pretty,” he whispered, his voice rough and full of want.

And then I threw on a matching robe and tied my hair into a high knot. My insides were trembling. I was calm before, but it was as if the realization that I was about to see the tether room came crashing down on me like a large bucket of ice. And Alaric had just told me that he had rules. Rules that I was supposed to follow. Was this supposed to be like the red room in Christian Grey and Anna’s story? Was he going to give me a consent form to sign? A list of kinks to choose from?

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Five Something You Shouldn’t Want The wind picked up as Evelyn rode the ATV across the far fields, her fingers clenched tight on the grips, her braid snapping behind her like a whip. The Romano name was all over her brain like a stain she couldn’t scrub out. Not just Damien anymore—but all of them. Luca had sent her a link to some sleek app design mock-up “in case she ever wanted to digitize the ranch,” and Dante had casually shown up at the farmer’s co-op talking gym memberships and local partnerships like he belonged. It was calculated. It was charming. It was suffocating. But it was Damien who got under her skin the most. Always him. Always that look like

If you find such topics uncomfortable, please consider carefully before proceeding. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This book DOES NOT promote grooming. The story is based on forbidden relationships and taboo bonds. In the fantasy werewolf-dragon world, mates are one soul divided into two bodies. Unfortunately, for Jax and Zara, they are related as uncle and niece. The book deep dives into the romance of a werewolf and a dragon, and the emotional turmoil that arises when fate binds two souls that should never have been connected. It explores love, loyalty, identity, and the painful consequences of destiny’s choices. This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear under

RHEA Against my better judgment, I unlock the door to my apartment. I pause long enough to take a few steadying breaths, run through the calming techniques I barely believe in, then step aside to let Damien in. “This is me.” His presence fills the space instantly. The apartment somehow looks smaller with him inside it, narrower, tighter. I rub at my wrist, irritation creeping up my spine, and force my thoughts elsewhere. Big men in leather jackets. A cramped living room. Headless