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Rest I can guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books; if interested, do give a look over them: Can't help falling in love (Book 1)-Completed Purchased by the Mafia (Book 2)-Completed Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3)-Completed My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4)-Completed ***** Her Unloved Mate (Book 1)- Completed My Bride is not a human (Book 2)-Completed Her Chosen Mate (Book 3)- Completed Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Book 4): Completed

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Though, she kept a polite front. "Um..." Her teeth caught her lower lip, an unconscious act as her eyes scanned the shelf. I looked at her lips longer than I should have, and my mouth went dry. "These series are actually my favorites." She pointed to a stack. "The Ravenhood Trilogy by Kate Stewart. T—They were so good I read them in two days. T—These are good as well." She went ahead to point at three more series. That was fifteen books in total. She fumbled through the motion, all nerves and uncertainty.

So that's the end for now. Firstly, I want to let you know that in this current book, you've read the first two instalments of the BH Series. For Book 3, when I decide to publish it here it would be in a separate Book. For now, though I'm taking a break. The BH Series consists of five books: 1. The Alpha Who Stole My Life 2. The Alpha Who Stole My Life: The Comeback 3. My Alpha's Sister

, I said as I positioned my hand inside my trouser’s pocket and leaned on the counter. “Sure but too bad that I have nothing to say. What I really do want is your death” I smirk at his words. Nothing just a fool of a man who wants money and power. He pulled a gun and pointed it over my head, he appeared skilled. “How many of Lily’s exes have you killed?” I ask and he laughs. “Just one and now you will increase the count” he laughs like a madman but I inhaled deeply at his foolish behaviour.

Elias pulled his hand away fast, leaving me aching and empty. I yanked my sweater down and pressed my back harder against the shelf, trying to steady my breathing. My heart hammered like it wanted out of my chest. “Stay right there, Lila,” he whispered. His voice was low, tense. I heard him move carefully through the dark, footsteps quiet on the tile. Another crash echoed from somewhere deeper in the stacks. Like something knocking over a small pile of books. I held my breath. Elias stopped moving.

*** BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE BOOK FOUR: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE LETHAL POTIONS WIZ BOOK FIVE: THE LYCAN PRINCESS & THE MERCOMMANDER BOOK SIX: TBC BOOK SEVEN: TBC

I am so glad you are checking out my other works. I have a small series of 2 books and 1 other standalone. If you enjoy reading these werewolf stories then please go check out these books: The Lycan King's Scarred Mate (book 1) The Alpha's Forbidden Lycan (Book 2) Each book follows a different couple, so you can either read them separately or together in order. Also book 1 has both books if you just want to continue to read without switching.

A pity. “Are you even listening to me?” I lifted my eyes from the book in my hand. The Mark of Exile. It was the sequel to The Corpse in the Fog—a crime story about a man killing the lover of the woman he desperately wanted. You could say I was taking notes of very effective and interesting ways to kill Zesa’s lover. I’d had enough of him impeding my happiness.

1 SABRINA The first time I killed someone, I was seventeen. He was a politician who promised hope to a broken city but sold its secrets to the highest bidder. My handler called him “a necessary evil.” He liked to use those words, justifying what we did as if we were saving the world. But I knew better. There was nothing noble about this work. It was bloody, messy, and merciless. I’d watched my target for weeks, memorizing his every move.