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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

Hello my beautiful readers! For those of you that don't know, my books are considered ‘steamy’. This means that they will be filled with lots of detailed steamy scenes. Specifically, this book may have lots of sėx scenes, some bdšm, violence, kīdnapping, profane language, the whole nine yards, so if you don’t feel comfortable with that, please skip those chapters or the book altogether. This will be your only warning. For those of you that haven't read my books before, they are known to get wild and more times than not end in a cliffhanger. You've been warned!

I feel my whole body relax like it only does when she's close. "You don't need to be embarrassed about reading dirty books. I've been doing it for years." she says and my head pops up and I stare at her to determine how serious she is. But I don't sense even hint of joking. How interesting. "Really? What kind of books do you like?" I ask and watch with fascination as an adorable blush creeps up her face. "Um... mostly small town romance. Single dad, friends to lovers, next door neighbors, things like that." she says a little shyly making me chuckle.

Content warning ⚠️‼️: This book is a dark mafia romance containing explicit sexual content, graphic violence (including murder and assault), kidnapping, intense power exchange, spanking/discipline, rough sex, and strong language. It features an enemies-to-lovers arc with eventual mutual consent. Intended for mature readers 18+ only who enjoy very dark, possessive alpha heroes and high-stakes romance. Please read responsibly. Chapter 1 Lila Moreau had always known her father played with fire.

I didn't think about how long he was as long as he entered inside me I felt pain. "Ouch!" I couldn't stop moaning. But instead of stopping, he accelerated his riding on me even more. I'm like a sack that was thrown out because of the speed of his coat. The pain I felt earlier disappeared completely and was replaced by tickling and happiness. "Uhm! Uhm! F*ck!" Jacob said. "Oohhh!" I growled. He continued riding me until we both moaned loudly together. My body was tired when we finished. He got up and lit a cigarette. He didn't care about the blanket that fell on the floor so I saw face to face his masculinity still in a standing position even though the war was over.

Hey neighbor! Chapter 1 Kai wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his arm, cursing under his breath. The narrow stairwell of the old apartment building felt like a sauna. He’d been hauling boxes since early morning, and this final one—stuffed with his heaviest art books and supplies—had decided to be the hill he might actually die on. His lean arms burned as he tried to lift it again, the cardboard digging into his palms. “Need a hand, neighbor?”

The dining room table is covered in baby name books. Spadino bought them. He bought all of them. 1001 Names for Boys. The Book of Saints. Ancient Roman Heroes. They are stacked in teetering piles next to the bread basket. "Maximum," Spadino says. He is holding a book open, pointing to a page with a breadstick. "No," Aureliano says. He is cutting his steak with surgical precision. "It sounds like a gladiator."

Of course her body had been pulling her to this place—there was nowhere she felt more comfortable than within the sanctity of a library. She could hardly believe that there were still books here in one piece. Many, she realized, were made of ancient Egyptian paper, thick and rubbery. As she pulled down volume after volume, she noted that every different type of alphabet was represented, from Arabic to Cyrillic script, to hieroglyphics. It was like her dream come true, stumbling across a forgotten library filled with books that hadn’t been touched for centuries. It made her think of Aiden; he’d love to get his hands on a place like this.

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.