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make it possible. btw my editor asked me to do a new book ..and i m thinking to write young adult werewolf book ..setting will be college romance...and four mafia brothers while their one sweet and string head girl...taming them...haha these are my ideas for now...will you guys like it? drop you comments and gems if you want college romance book...if i got 1000 gems then yes i will do... ADDED ON 19/ 9/24- )Doctor’s Naughty Nights with Brother's Best Friend( SECOND PART OF THIS BOOK) BUT YOU CAN STILL READ AS STAND ALONE- UPDATE FROM 1ST OCTOBER 2024

Honestly, as I looked around the room, if you took away the performers, it reminded me of the rut scenes from Lisa Ladew’s One True Mate series. Yes, I read smutty shifter romance. Blame Uncle Alex! He’s the one who reads those books, even before he knew Aurelia was a werewolf. I picked them up because it is entertaining to see all the various takes on the reality we live in as humans in the supernatural world. We have a shifter smut book club. Uncle Alex started it, and it expanded over the years. Even members from the Sicilian packs are involved, like Zoe and André.

Rowan left before Iris could see him. Iris sat up and looked around. The air stank of blood and the bank was carpeted with dead bodies. Iris felt nauseous and and finally threw up. "Tell me I was dreaming" She looked at her best friend who looked at Japh. Japh shook his head. "You were…he was…" Iris pointed and touched her forehead. "Breathe" "Werewolves don't exist, right?" She suddenly stood up. "Because there's no way I just saw you change into a...oh no!"

"What? What do you mean heat?" Jon exhales, pulling me against his chest as he props himself up a little more. “It’s a werewolf thing. When a female reaches a certain point in her maturity, usually after bonding with her mates, her body starts responding to them on a different level. It’s instinctual. Physical. Emotional. Your body’s telling you it wants... us. Although, it's weird because none of us have marked you yet but it may be different because you are a Velen." I feel my cheeks go up in flames. “This is because of you and Arc?”

He becomes the drive she needs to awaken her powers and seek out a better life elsewhere. The problem was that I’d read so many of these stories that I was doubtful I even remembered all the specifics of this particular novel. There were so many similar themes and tropes in these books that I would generally skim a lot of it, skipping to the parts that were more action heavy. Or the spicy scenes – I couldn’t forget that. Because what good werewolf romance book didn’t have a strong alpha man claiming a mate as theirs and making her cry out in ecstasy? I shook my head and tried to quickly clear my thoughts, not wanting to get too lost in the realisation that I was now living in a world filled

“The Blackwood pup is about to awaken! A stage has been set up at the Sacred Ridge so everyone can witness the birth of a Divine Werewolf—a once-in-a-century event! If you don’t head over now, you’ll miss it!” The Beta tore free from my hand and disappeared into the crowd. “This isn’t right!” Kaeren scooped me up with ease and flew toward the Sacred Ridge. An Omega Black Werewolf shouldn’t be able to fly that high, but Kaeren could.

“Well, speaking of sniffing, I heard you were using my perfume again. Since when did you start caring about romance?” “Fell in love, or what?” I teased. Mia rolled her eyes, pretending to be offended. “I’m not in love! I just found a book about werewolves in love — it’s so exciting and romantic! They went through so much and found their way back to each other. They could even heal each other! I wish I could do that someday.” These days, werewolf romance books are everywhere, painting breathtaking tales of unearthly love. But in reality, not everyone finds their true mate. Many marriages are out of convenience, or just happen to be with the wrong person.

Outside smells diluted him down to where Wren had to really focus to pick him apart from his surroundings. The room was comforting. There was still an underlying scent of cleaners, but the overall feel was a combination of his scent and Jacksons. They sat in the same spots as the last time they were in the room together, except Liam and Zain pushed their chairs closer together. There was no secret anymore so they didn’t have any reason to keep their distance. “I want to free werewolves.” Jackson didn’t even try to ease them into it. Wren stared at him, then whipped his head around to watch Liam and Zain.

I question and walk closer to him until we were a few feet apart. Two more days until I am king. Zefer had not led the werewolf community to victory, instead he led most of them to their deaths. He was not the best ruler, always having others fight his battles why he sat there. On the throne. He quickly regains his composure and leans back in the chair. "Forgive me nephew. But to what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?" I sighed. He was still king for now so I had to inform him of this problem. "The witch, Rue, she has been up to her devious acts again. She burnt an entire bar with more than twenty wolves."

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