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The beast suddenly jumped, biting the black-robed man's arm and throwing it away with his strength, then he knocked the other man down with his big hind legs, he let out a fierce roar, and repeatedly licked his sharp teeth. I was sitting in the doorway, and suddenly behind me, I was sitting at the door, and all of a sudden, behind me, a voice rang out. "Dare you, boring with living?" "Hmm… Clinton again, come on." The men dressed in black descended from the terrace and disappeared. I turned to horror, a beautiful girl, short blond lemon hair and bright orange amber eyes, her bodice floating. The moonlight behind the girl made her look even better. "Thank you." Without her, I might have been

“I’ve never experienced a father’s love before, and my mother has also never received love from her husband. During my youth, my mother would always cry, and later when I grew up, her disappointment made her devote herself to Christianity. “I was born from such a family, so I never believed in love when I was young. That’s why I was playful and had countless relationships with numerous women. If I hadn’t met you, I might still be living the way I used to live.” Christina locked her eyes on Matthew, feeling sad for him. She had lost her mother when she was around ten years old. Later, she could not even get love from her father. Christina always thought that she was the most pitiful, but when

I start to take off my yellow shirt when he hesitates to take off my clothes but he stops me. "No!" I'm so embarrassed and I feel so humiliated. "I thought you were allergic to 'No's," I joke, not even looking at him. "I can't have sex with you, Rebecca." "Aren't you... Attracted to me?" "Of course I am! But I just can't..." "Why?" "I'm a Christian." "So I'm I." "A Christian who does not fornicate." I roll my eyes. "Sex is not a big deal." "I'm a true believer, Rebecca. And the Bible says that neither adulterers nor fornicators will enter the gates of heaven."

I wrapped my legs around him as our clothes were a forgotten barrier, discarded in the heat of the moment. Christian’s touch was both gentle and demanding, his kisses trailing fire along my skin. He laid me down on the bed, his body pressing against mine. Every kiss, every touch, was a promise—a declaration of love and desire. As he entered me, I gasped, my body arching to meet his. We moved together, the world outside the room fading away until there was only us. Our rhythm was a dance of passion and need, a union that transcended words. Christian’s movements were slow and deliberate at first, savoring every moment of our connection. I could feel the intensity of his love in every touch, ev

🌼 CHAPTER TWELVE 🌼 It was another boring Monday for Christiana. Ever since she and Damien signed the marriage license, she hasn’t seen him anywhere close to the mansion talk more about inside it. She couldn’t help but wonder where he was. Did he travel or something? Or is he extra busy with some work? Probably the latter. Everything was going… Let’s say, fine. Well, except for one thing. Christiana herself. Due to how bored she was, Christiana wanted to try out something fun or maybe crazy. She wanted to sneak into Damien’s room again so she can finish reading that novel.

She didn't get any shut eyes since the previous night. “Indeed you are stubborn, just know… I want only you,” Christian whispered with a smile and leaned down to plant a kiss on Shania's cheek. Yes, he was careless to have allowed Frida to take advantage, but he didn't kiss that woman. She started misbehaving on her own and Shania arrived at the wrong time. “I don't need that…bring something romantic…” Christian said over the phone while he walked around the little kitchen. He only got a single room because he didn't need something with a kitchen, to ask for forgiveness. Christian decided to arrange a romantic morning for Shania.

Warm lips trailed down my neck in slow, teasing kisses. “Hey, you,” Christian murmured against my skin. “Sorry I’ve been too busy for my baby girl. Do you forgive me?” A smile tugged at my lips despite myself. I turned in his arms, and he stole a soft kiss from me before dipping to my neck again. I laughed lightly and pulled away from his hungry mouth. “People are staring, Christian,” I whispered, my eyes scanning the room. “Where’s your shame?” “When have I ever cared about shame when it comes to you?” he murmured, biting his lower lip as his gaze devoured mine. “Don’t tell me you forgot about our first time in your ex–mother-in-law’s boutique dressing room—”

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

Christian plants a soft kiss on the tip of my nose at the exact same time as Zanders soft, tender lips leave their warm, damp mark between my shoulder blades. “It’s a good thing baby. It means no matter what, you will always have one of us. You will never have to walk alone. The Goddess knows what she is doing. What you need. She has given us to you, as much as she gave you to us. You are no ordinary wolf little one, what makes you think you would have an ordinary mate? Someone as special as you deserves as much love and protection as possible, they deserve to be showered in kisses, held close, and worshipped with every touch and word. We are yours, and you are ours.” Zander’s lips leave a s