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She was stunned. "Go on. Eat it," I said. She was obviously confused. I took her hand and gave her the sandwich. "Eat." "O-okay. Thank you," she whispered. On our way to school, Maura and I chatted as she finished my masterpiece of a sandwich. She seems really nice. Her personality, her movements, even the way she talks are all so finesse and lady-like. She’s annoyingly perfect. We are totally worlds apart; however, there was something unexpected that connected us: wattpad. We were talking about hobbies and I found out she loves reading stories from wattpad. Not only that, she's a fan of the story I was writing! What a coincidence. It was all that we talked about until we reached school. Who

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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

He whispered filthy praises mixed with tender words, telling me how beautiful I looked covered in his cum, how he had wanted me since the first meeting, how he was going to keep me here for days. By late afternoon, I had lost count of my orgasms. My voice was hoarse. My body was exhausted and deliciously sore. My pussy was swollen, red, and constantly leaking his cum onto the expensive sheets. Damien finally pulled me into his arms under the soft duvet, kissing my forehead as the London rain began to patter against the windows. “You’re staying the week,” he said firmly. “No arguments. I’ll handle your work excuses. This… us… is happening.”

“We can treat it like a small holiday. Our own celebration.” Chatrine lifted her head and looked at him seriously. “I like that idea. No grand parties. Just the two of us walking beneath trees with red and golden leaves. That would be enough for me.” Liam lowered his face until the tip of his nose brushed against hers. “You know, you can be very romantic when you stop pretending to be the strongest woman alive.” “Don’t spread that secret,” Chatrine replied quickly before suddenly biting his lower lip. They both laughed softly.

“Not like this.” Jax presses close inside me, quieter now. Neither did she. I move closer to the bed but stop myself before touching her. I’ve already scared her once. I won’t do it again. “If there’s a Moon Goddess,” I whisper, “she has a twisted sense of humor.” I sink into the chair beside the bed, elbows on my knees, staring at the floor. Two mates lost. One bond reborn. And no answers. Then— Her breathing changes. My head snaps up.

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Their eyes met across the room. The world stopped. Emma felt it—the snap of destiny locking into place, a golden thread of fate weaving their souls together with the inevitability of stars falling into alignment. The mate bond blazed to life, filling her with joy so intense it brought tears to her eyes. Her wolf howled in triumph, recognizing the other half of their soul. All her life she'd dreamed of this moment, imagining how it would feel to find the one person the Moon Goddess had created just for her.