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added Amy. On a good day, this was enough to get Father Gregory off the conversation but for reason yet unknown to his human mind, he stayed back. He looked through the books at his reach, studied their synopsis in quick glances. Amy on the other hand did well avoiding their bodies from touching. Not even her bag touched his body. “You know if someone sees you avoiding me this way, they will think I am a leper but that’s ok.” Looking at both books in his hands, he offered the one on his left. “ Try this. You will love it”.

The protagonist girl is innocent and doesn't know the world of werewolf so don't insult her for being naive, she just doesn't know. At first, you will see the male protagonist being cold and harsh toward her (not violence) but that's just his way of expressing his feelings. Overall, he doesn't know love and romance. Also, his name was Emilio right, well I changed because I felt like the name Max will be more like him. Please don't steal my book, it's rude and annoying too, how would you feel if someone stole your work and idea? Anyway, I hope you guys will love my second book of werewolf and yeah comment your thought on this and vote too.

His mood was darkening, and I poked him playfully, " So... Tell me about your mate," He smiled. Michael lightened up like a kid and ran a hand through his hair. "His name is Todd," he said, and I frowned. " Todd? Why are gay men named Todd," " That's not true," "I'm sorry, but most gay men I know have the name Todd or Piper," I shrugged. He glared at me, and I smiled tightly and prodded him to tell me more about his mate. Unfortunately, Todd was still mad at my friend.

I also was still wrapping my mind around how he was offering me a blowjob a few minutes ago - altohugh he looked lie had no idea what h was doing- and now he was walking excited around like a kid in a toystore. “What’s your name?” I asked, cleaning the crumbs from my jacket. “My name?” “Yes. You know mine, so I need to know your too…” “I don’t have one. “ “Oh, come on. No parents, no name. You should have at least a name. What is it?” “Killian. “ He said and I laughed. “Like the comic book character. “ “Like him, yes. “ There was a really popular comic book going around therse days and I assumed he had picked up the name form there. But it kind of suited him.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

I began, my voice barely a whisper, "I was thinking... 'Hero' is, you know, a bit... grand." I looked down at my hands, twisting them in my lap. It felt silly to be so nervous. "I was thinking... maybe something simpler. Maybe just... 'H'?” My inner wolf let out a dramatic sigh. 'H'? Really, Zara? 'H'? That's the best you've got? We could have gone with 'Sparky ted', or 'Golden hottie', or even 'Sunshine'! 'H' sounds like a letter grade, not a nickname. What are we, in some old-fashioned novel?'

"I actually don't hate that idea at all." "See? You're too quick to judge. What did you think I was going to write a book about? Gay porn? Pshh, you can find that online for free." I laughed. "I love you, luis. So... what's your book going to be called?" "I'm not sure yet but 'don't be an asshole' sounds fitting. I haven't gotten that far yet."

"Yes he has, Ibekwe. Be strong and have faith." James shuffled towards the door. "James!" "Yes, Ibekwe." "What will you call your new book?" "I thought of a simple but strong name. I will call it: Shading Black: The trilogy of an African village. The name fits it." "James!" Ibekwe called again. "Yes, Ibekwe." "The name of your book is perfect. Thank you for everything." James kept quiet. He raised his hands and wiped the tears in his eyes. "Goodbye, Ibekwe," he said.

that was poor, but who cares? "I'm Cy Gataki, and this is Adonis Diamandis," I swear I tried to suppress my laughter. Adonis? "Wait, you're not messing with me, right?" I asked them. The two men kept their eyes trained on me like I had gone mad. I couldn't blame them, I knew I had that mad woman vibes, I've always had it. But how could his name be ADONIS!!???!!! That was my nickname for Mr. Cy Gataki. Even his name was sexy.

Then he bent down and rummaged through his turtle shell backpack, pulling out a gaudily covered book. He stuffed it into Yosef's hands. "My sister will come to pick me up later, could you read me a novel first?" Yosef looked down at the novel handed to him. The gaudy cover featured a strange title—"Cold CEO's Ninety-Nine Days of Wife-Chasing: Sweetheart, Don't Run." He frowned; Is this novel suitable for kids? Looking at the author's name again, Godber. Just from the name, it felt like this person lacked talent.