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“To you, the woman still living under him. Leave. There's a Daddy with a fatty out there more than willing to make it all better." ----------------- Author's Note: Welcome back! This book is a little different from my other ones, but my P A T R E O N readers LOVED it, so I decided to pull it from there and share it with you guys now! This book isn't like my other shifter books. Alpha's Good Girl is special to me. The first half is based on true events. I've poured my soul into AGG and am so thankful for my readers who loved Vera despite her faults, and drooled over Dane.

After they stole the sword, after they stabbed me, as I was dying, he turned me, and saved me once again. But it didn’t turn out like I’d thought. I saw Caleb with his ex-wife, Sera, and I imagined the worst. I was wrong, but it was too late. He fled, far from me, and into danger. On Pollepel island, I recovered, and trained, and made friends—vampires—closer than I’d ever had. Especially Polly. And Blake—so mysterious, so beautiful. He almost stole my heart. But I came to my senses just in time. I learned I was pregnant, and I realized I had to find and save Caleb from the vampire war.

She simply gave them the truth and let it stand in the snow, and the men received it in silence, the flat broken silence of a people too cold and too hungry to do anything with a truth but hear it. Then she went back up to the study, because there was nowhere else to go, and she took out the book to burn it. That was her honest intention. The swollen ledger of buried bodies had cost her everything. It had turned Dain into a fuse, started a mutiny, and taught her that every secret in it was a door that opened onto a trap. She knelt at the small cold hearth with the last of the fire she would allow herself, and she opened the book one final time, meaning to feed it page by page to the flame, a

- Catherine"* Tears stung my eyes. My mother had known. Had known I would need this. Had left it here for me to find at exactly the right moment. I turned the page and began to read. The book was unlike anything I had encountered before. It was not just instructions or recipes for spells. It was something deeper, more fundamental. It taught how to see truth itself, how to peel back layers of deception, how to make the invisible visible. One chapter in particular caught my attention, "Blood Memory: Seeing Through the Veil of Time." I read it hungrily, my mind was absorbing every word. "Blood carries memory. Every drop spilled remembers the moment of its spilling. The force behind it. The inte

I don’t care about the burning sensation of the liquor before the bartender was smiling at me. “Well, that was something. Anything happened?” He asked as I was looking at him. I think his name was Timothy or something. “Yeah, something like that,” I said as I was remembering the green eyes of that man. Aaron Covaci, a normal man that I met before I know the truth. Before I have to take him out because he was a blue blood. And not only regular blue blood but a pure one, one of the Originals. I sighed before I was asking for another whiskey that Tim was obliged to do it for me.

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CHAPTER EIGHT: He left, Again CHAPTER 8: He left, Again On this wedding day, I feel as if I'm attending my own funeral. As if a key part of my being is slowly fading, an emptiness grips me. Perhaps this part of me died a long time ago, but I'm only now feeling its absence. I never imagined happily ever after or romantic weddings. Instead, I was drawn to stories of hideous beasts and demons. Such memoirs, I believed, carried more truth than fairytale ending.

I could smell his cologne expensive, sharp, familiar. "You’re insane," I said, reaching for the door. Before I could touch it, the door slammed shut. Two men stepped from the shadows, blocking the exit. Lorenzo leaned close, his voice deadly soft. "The games are over. You’re coming with me. You’ll live under my roof. Follow my rules. And give me my heir." "I'm not going anywhere," I snapped. "You destroyed my family." "And yet," he said, glancing at my stomach, "you carry my blood."

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

That's because pure blood is too noble. Too noble? Noble vampire beyond all noble titles? Entered the royal palace of Titania without any difficulty. Brawen pushed Chris hard to bring him to his senses, looking a little annoyed: The "mock drill" part is about to start, I still have to take the exam. There's one more thing. Chris grabbed Brawen's hand and pulled her away, she was bewildered as to what. Suddenly, his eyes swept over the book Chris had just finished reading, and couldn't help but force his mouth: