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She continues to focus on Xander only for a few short paragraphs, detailing his politics and his forced subjection of Sarah, and Jessica, and their mother. But then, to my surprise, the story turns again to me. It’s a love story, really, of how Sinclair and I found each other despite Xander’s plans and fell in love, how hard we worked to rid this nation of Damon – who honestly wouldn’t have been much better than Xander himself. She even tells of Xander’s attempt to kidnap Rafe, and then all the work I did in the refugee camps to help people who really need me.

If Rafe doesn't agree with Xena's way of making decisions for their family, Rafe will rebuke Xena severely and completely lock his body so Xena can't move as he pleases. Lexie didn't know why her husband could even fight with his other personality. It was a funny and rare case. She has used her personal experience to write for a journal she published on her graduation day from Charleston University. At that time she got a lot of support from her lecturers and friends. In fact, she was also offered several jobs in several government-owned social agencies working in the field of children and women.

I ask. Kira doesn’t say a word, so I stop. "Rhys," she begs. "Is it?" I ask again. "Yes," she mumbles. "What else?" I demand. Kira shivers when I trail my fingers down her stomach. She moans my name, the sound of it rushing straight to my cock. I pull her shirt open the rest of the way. "Here’s what’s gonna happen." I kiss her belly. "You are going to read me every one of those fantasies, and I will make them come true." Another kiss, this time much lower. "I will spend the night giving you something real to write about."

He chuckles at the ordeal entirely, making me want to cry in utter shame. “I can guarantee,” Xander starts, his entire body hovering over mine, his lips damn near grazing my cheek as he speaks, “that my half-mutt brother is already engaged in hot, fervent sex with another wolf. I bet he’s with Stella, the beta’s daughter, fucking her in your bed, without a second care of where you are, bitch.”

) BOOK TEN- Title TBD- TBA 2025 - Xanthia's Story (Nora and Xander's Daughter. BOOK ELEVEN- title TBD-TBA- 2026- Octavius Story (Nora and Xander's son.)

* * Writer's pov Before Xander takes off, he sent a quick mind-link to his father. *Dad, call a quick pack meeting now!* He said through mind-link. He looked at his mate, she shuts her eyes very tight and held onto him tightly. He smiled and shakes his head, his eyes settled on her lips as she bites her lower lip.... wishing he is the one biting them instead. *Just try it!* Liam said in his head. *Shut up!* *Imagine how cute she'll look under us with our d**k buried deep in her tight pussy!* Liam purrs.

She explained. I took a deep breath understanding her worries. “You can read it later. For now, you need to get ready for your training.” “I am not going to read it, you are.” Thalia announced. “Excuse me.” I said not getting her point. “I can never read such a book. I wouldn't even understand anything about it. But I am desperate to make things work with Xander, so I came up with a plan.” “You want me to read the book?” I asked, cutting her short.

He asked with a smirk and I nodded. "Its more soft than I thought. what are you, a chicken?" I asked with a whisper and thank my stars he didn't hear me. "Xenia, told me you're a writer. I need you to read me a story and I want it to be the best story I've ever heard" He stated with his eyes closed. Whaaat? . .

The way she’d made a monster out of the system and then argued with it. Jax snorted out a sound that was half laugh, half… something else. “You okay?” his sister asked without looking up. “Yeah,” he said, eyes tracking the lines. “Just… found some weird fanfic.” He read all the way to the end of the first chapter without meaning to. When he reached the comment box, his thumb hovered. Whoever this **InkAndAshes** was, they got it. How terror wasn’t just jump scares. How it was humiliation. Powerlessness. The feeling that the story had been written without your input and you were just being dragged along for the ride.