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Luna Lawson "That's by the way, let me see what these books are all about, are they novels or knight books?" I asked as I approached the table and stared at the written content on the novel cover. "They're surely romantic books. Can I get something different from this? I don't like romance books," I asked Abigail as I frowned, seeing the three books had erotic drawings on them. "No, that's what the female dragons like to read. I don't have access to warrior books, as only Aaron and his majesty have the keys to the male library."

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

I was relieved to see there were no men here, at least if there was going to be a man he should be gay and we all agreed to that. We were six. Cindy Bellman, Aisha Mohammed, Drew Finch, Jessica Boston, Lexi Hale, and me. We were just six beautiful ladies who loved to talk about our favorite books and rant about how JK Rowling is a bitch for her transphobic tweets. Sometimes we'd just go out to have some fun. We weren't just a book club we were a sisterhood. Lexi's mystery thriller novel will be out next month and I'm so happy for her, there's no room for jealousy or spite because as women who moan over hot fictional characters like Christian Grey we can not bash each other all we have is lov

Female lead books: -Sold To The Savage Alpha -Love, Lies, and Hidden Truth Male Lead books: -The Divorced Billionaire -From Squalor To Splendor Thanks amigos 😊

But this book is highly under caution, if you are not a fan of self gratification, LGBT, BDSM then don’t read. But I have something else for you. Recently I am following up on a friend’s book titled Alpha’s Predestined Bride and a part two is also out for you all to read, The Moon Goddess Choice. You can look it up on the app and read. It is a unique werewolf story that will blow your mind away. Thank me later.

If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms: GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed) Love in the Time of Quarantine: 4 short stories that look at what happens when you are stuck with someone you didn’t expect during quarantine. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed)

There were many secrets about the three of them that sparked my curiosity, but the most important one was Lexy. Where was she now and why did she come and go so easily as if she had never really left this place? And one more thing... Lydia. Who was this woman? Why did she feel familiar to me? Bold lipstick, sharp gaze, and her neat appearance... they were all familiar as if I had seen her before. If she's not a real lycan, what does she want from Ben besides power? Is there an element of romance in it? Or... revenge? *** I stood in front of the mirror, took off my bathrobe, and looked at my slightly protruding belly. I touched it gently. I felt life inside it—not just ordinary life.

“There are three women inside. They beckon with hands that have too many fingers, and watch with faces that have too many eyes, and even their eyes have too many pupils. Their skin is . . . un-gentle. One has a breast that is more cube than sphere. Another has only one breast, and the third’s are mismatched, one much larger than the other. I see an eye where a navel should be. I see a mouth that is too wide on one side, stretching up into the cheek with a grin that reveals uneven fangs. The sight of these women is repulsive, and yet I am compelled by their tantalizing scent. A tendril of flesh coils out from the door, beckoning me as a finger would. Come hither, it says. I am frightened. I s

Did the candles clean the books without stress? Wow! Her fingers moved through the werewolf books that seemed to be about mating. She chuckled slightly. Werewolves did like love more than was normal. She slightly wondered how they really lived with rejection. Hearing of the outcomes was different from experiencing it personally. Clarissa walked over to the other shelf adjacent to the one she had seen the mate books. That was when she saw a particular book that was green and had a keyhole. She shifted the candle on it and noted that it said, ‘Understanding the war between the werewolves and witches’ in bold red letters. She felt like her body was pulling in different directions, and the desir

And for almost as many years I had carried the same secret fantasy: being bent over one of these tables, skirt pushed up, mouth used until I couldn’t speak, while the rare books watched in silence. I never told anyone. I barely admitted it to myself in daylight. But after midnight, when the building belonged only to me, the fantasy sat closer to the surface. I shifted in my chair, thighs pressing together under the modest black skirt I always wore for work. The movement made the silk of my underwear brush against skin that was already too warm. I ignored it and turned another page. The soft click of the outer door lock made my head lift. Footsteps. Measured. Familiar.