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We're going to spend the rest of our lives together and I can't fucking wait. That's the end 😭 It's been one hell of a ride and I can't thank you all enough for reading to the end and voting and commenting. Thank you to my early gang badbunnyrabit RoyaleGates hellomy20 who make me so excited to wait for their comments on an chapter! I can't tag everyone again but if you've commented you've made my day 😌. Next up is Damian's book, The Mafia Have Feelings Too. I'll post the character chapter so you can add it to you library if you're interested in reading it. You'll see Marcus, Nathan and Cole there too 😉 And you'll get to see what's going on inside Damian's head!

I breathe. He spreads my thighs with both hands and looks at me open and glistening in the lamplight and lowers his head and licks through me in one slow devastating stroke and I grab the sheets and my back lifts completely off the mattress. He eats me like he has the rest of the night and every intention of using all of it. Arc 31: Fever continues in Chapter 92...

Ben spat the words through clenched teeth and staggered toward the wreckage. Cool saline flowed into my veins. I stared at the swaying IV line, my gaze growing icily cold. Thomas and Mandy, our accounts will be slowly settled.

"The Triad is complete. The global circuit is no longer a loop; it’s a Prism." Félix walked up behind me, his hand finding mine. His hoyuelos were back, and his emerald aura was warm and steady. "Three Spires, a million shifters, and an ocean that’s starting to grow its own forest," he whispered, pulling me into a kiss that tasted of honey and salt. "I think the next forty chapters are going to be a lot of fun, Conductor."

She stepped in front of him, glaring up at me like a furious cat bristling its fur. "Finn, what are you yelling for? Look at how you frightened him! He's just nervous and wants a cigarette. Do you have to be so aggressive?" She spoke with such righteous indignation, as if I were the one making trouble for no reason. What a touching little scene—beauty rushing to protect the fool. Too bad I wasn't the clueless idiot I had been in my last life. "Lisa! Get a grip! This isn't a joke!" I stared at her shielding that imbecile and let out a cold laugh inside, though on my face I feigned anxiety and helpless frustration.

The Song reached its ultimate crescendo—pure, unfiltered, infinite passion remaking reality itself in the image of love without shame. In the radiant, molten afterglow, the group lay together at the pinnacle. Vespera nestled between me and Silas, her body trembling with aftershocks, flushed and gloriously used. Draven held Sable close. Lorien and Wren rested entwined. Rook’s powerful arms sheltered them all. Vespera looked up at us with shining, blissed eyes. “Ninety chapters… and the inferno only grows hotter.” I smiled, kissing her cum-smeared lips. “And it will burn for eternity.”

It was a roar of primal fury, of vengeance. As Sam’s eyes watered over, as everything that he loved in the world died within him, a new filter fell over them. It was a filter of violence and bloodlust and revenge. A new spirit, contained deep within him, was now summoned, unleashed. Sam felt it rise up through every pore of his body. It was a spirit of supreme, unstoppable rage. Rage so powerful that it wouldn’t discriminate, that it would destroy anything and everything in its path. As Sam snarled, and his eyes turned red, and his fangs lengthened, the muscles in his neck and shoulder bulged, beyond what they’d ever had.

she cried, looking at her set of canines lying on the stony hard ground. Blood oozed out of her mouth, rolled down her chin, and made a small patch on the front of her blouse. She gasped, holding her cheeks and looking at the man in confusion. "Why are you hitting me?" She pulled herself from the ground while spitting some of the blood that had accumulated in her mouth.

Killian muttered, gripping his staff, and we stepped through, the bond a lifeline as the world dissolved. --- The city hit us like a fever dream. We landed on a street of black stone, smooth as glass, its edges glowing with veins of light that pulsed in time with the dagger. Spires towered above, not stone but crystal, shifting colors—red, blue, violet—like they were alive. The air was warm, thick, scented with something sharp, not flowers but metal, blood. Figures moved in the distance—not human, not pack, but something in between, their forms fluid, their eyes glowing, watching us without approaching.

NOTE : GUYS THIS CHAPTER IS HIGHLY 18+ THIS CHAPTER CONSISTS OF VOILENCE IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER ◇NO POV◇ The dark room which is whole terrific a king size bed a girl is sleeping naked on the bed her whole body is filled with marks of whip