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( Book is Ongoing and Available on Good novel and M********r. 5. I love you ( The victimized ): A book about a lady who was brutally raped by her uncle when she was younger... she managed to free herself from this and moved on with her life. But the trauma never left... Will she be able to find love later on in her life? ( Book is ongoing and available only on Good novel. ) I'll be creating a group on F******k for my loyal readers and fans... It'll be named, Queenebunoluwa15 Fans hangout.

MATHIAS POV I lock the cabin and head toward the intoxicating scent, every fibre of my being is telling me to take my mate, make them mine, never let them go but I need to stop them seeing the wolf I have locked in my basement. I move quietly back toward the lake where I just fought the hybrid, seeing someone leaning down looking at something on the ground...blood. I can hear her heart rate start to rise, she's starting to panic, she has fire engine red hair flowing down her beautiful back stopping just before her luscious ass. She smells like tea tree oil and Lilly. this is it, I finally found her, I want to run to her, take her in my arms and make her and every inch of her body mine, I wan

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With her wedding approaching, she became the center of attention. Whenever people spoke about me now, they simply shook their heads. “Lady Leanora… What a waste of her title as the Royal City’s finest noble lady.” “Exactly. She’s beautiful, elegant, educated, and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, with a sister like that beside her, what can she offer?” One day, Rosalind cornered me in the study and pressed her hand down on my brush.

I said as she gave me a look, then she nodded her head. “Okay boss, whatever you like. Fifteen minutes.” “Thank you.” I said as I closed the door. Lydia wasn't in my office anymore and I didn’t waste a second. I grabbed my phone. My fingers moved faster than my thoughts, I went straight to the reading app and I saw Inked Heart heart The book loaded instantly, like it had been waiting for me. “The One I Was Never Meant to Love.” My chest tightened again. “Why does that title sound worse today?” I muttered.

“Because I am your woman and knowing that you are staying with a girl within a room. I can’t help but to think that…” “Stop. Ivy, please stop doubting my love to you! Nothing will happened between me and Lily . NEVER!” I heard her sighed. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT!

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean" She looked up, a small smile on her lips. "It is all right. I understand what you meant. And this is certainly an interesting book. This woman finds herself stranded on an island after her ship breaks apart on the rocks. She swims to shore but is utterly alone until she spies a figure on a distant hill" "Aw You found out my secret." He recognized the book. It was called Lady Isabelle and the Lord of the Dark Isle. It was one of L. R. Gloucester's works, a rather torrid Gothic novel.

“Kayla may not be the ideal candidate in your eyes. But she is my son’s mate. And I have witnessed her qualities firsthand.” My mouth parted slightly. Was this really happening? “She loves Adrian deeply,” Lady Catherine continued firmly. “She is wise, kind, and protective. Her loyalty to those she cares for is unwavering—even to the point of risking herself.” Her eyes softened almost imperceptibly. “She has shown love and willingness to sacrifice not just for Adrian, but for the unborn child she lost and the one she now carries. And that kind of devotion from a Luna cannot be dismissed.” The chamber erupted into stunned murmurs.

JOAN'S POV I stared at her in shock. She was the lady from the armor room, the one who was stating at me. She's real. I thought it was just a figment of my imagination. I bowed my head respectfully "Good afternoon, Lady Irene." She was seated by the window, looking at her laptop. The sunlight shone on her skin. As I looked up, I couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty. The magazines and blogs that featured her did her no justice. In person, Lady Irene was breathtaking. Her porcelain skin glowed and her pretty brown eyes twinkle in the sunlight. She had long and luscious auburn hair.

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