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With a quick move, she unclasped the bracelet and slipped it into her clutch. “Don’t let the cams catch you. They’re smart…” he paused momentarily, his eyes staring into the distance and Shanaya knew he was thinking hard. “Forbidden Love. I guess that’s my favorite trope,” Michael said all of a sudden, making her gasp. She did not hide her disapproval. “Are you seriously analyzing this right now? “You should go and talk to him,” he urged, almost pushing her gently toward his direction. “Seize the chance. Make your love the talk of the town once again. Come on.”

Chapter 25 Staring at the woman and your wolf, and realizing that your life has been filled with lies and falsehoods, was more painful than getting rejected. She couldn't believe what she had heard. The man, the alpha whom she hated with passion and who treated her like shit, is her mate. She had been forcefully married to her second chance mate all this while, and she never knew. "And how do I cure the king then, and how will I meet you again? I have a lot of questions to ask you," Aurora said.

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I look okay but I am losing my mind without you. When I hear your voice, I think of the sweet sound of calm waters swooshing over rocks. It calms me. And your laughter is a melody that makes my heart race with excitement. Olive Moretti, I do not want to lose you again. And despite how corny this sounds, I do not want to live my life without you. In your eyes, I've found my forever where every glance feels like a lifetime of love. Give me another chance to do it right, to love you the way you deserve.

Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.

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From euphoria when she got the letter, to weariness after receiving her grandparents' call, and apprehension when she encountered those men from the hood, but right now, as she looked into Julian's eyes, she didn't feel any of those emotions. All she saw were stars. Fire that burned in them, the same way it burned in hers. She hoisted her head up again, pressing her lips to his, daring to kiss him the second time, and to her surprise, he yielded. Her face brightened with smiles. His lips moved over hers lazily, pausing for a fraction of a second, like he was trying to shut off all forms of restrictions that were hollering in his head. Slowly, he resumed the movement of his mouth on hers, dee

His apology now was nothing more than a shallow feeling of guilt, and I did not need that. What I wanted was to be with someone who loved me unconditionally. Someone whose entire world revolved around me. I pulled my hand away from his. "Not a chance! Let’s just get a divorce. Even without Megan, we would’ve ended up here eventually," I said coldly. “Is there really no chance for us? Please Cat...” He looked at me with wounded eyes. "Can’t we start over? Just give me one more chance." "That’s impossible, Matthew. Don’t try to act all loving and caring—it doesn’t work on me anymore."

There was just something about him that I couldn't resist. I didn't know how or why, but he was there anytime I needed him. I guess you could say that I never stood a chance when it came to him. He most certainly made sure of that. “You're first love,” Gregory repeats, his voice cold as ice. “So he is the one.”

He steps closer to me, his hand gently brushing my cheek, and my breath catches in my throat. “I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give, Vanya,” he whispers, his lips barely brushing mine. “Even if it takes a lifetime.” My heart races as he leans in, his kiss soft at first, tender, like he’s afraid I’ll break. And maybe I will. But as I feel his lips on mine, I realize something: I’m already halfway broken, and he’s the only one who can put me back together. The kiss deepens, and all the years of longing, of pain, of regret, flood between us. And for just a moment, it’s like we’re the only two people in the world. The past no longer matters.