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Pascal answered with a grin. “You need to settle things. I’m tired of being thought of as the only child.” Dan complained. “She sets me up on blind dates, and to make it worse, she found a match that she can’t stop talking about.” He added. “Well, enjoy. I don’t plan on meeting with her until she accepts Charlotte.” Pascal replied with a trace of sadness and anger in his voice. Charlotte is Pascal’s girlfriend; they have been dating since high school, but because she was an orphan, and with a poor background compared to his betrothed, his mother refused to accept their relationship. Out of anger, she cut ties with him and anything that has to do with him. Without him in her life, Dan had bec

“Why do you have to do this, Selena? You were living just fine, in a mansion, with several servants. Why do you have to make things complicated?” “Because I want to,” I said before dismissing him out of my sight. There were two bedrooms on the second level, but only one was unlocked, and the other was shut and bolted. The locked chamber was meant for my collection of toys and books. Aside from that, it has a love chair which I purchased online. I haven’t tried doing it in the love chair, and I had no idea what convinced me to buy it. As I stared into the love chair in pink colour, someone suddenly entered, and I panicked.

He tries to keep a positive attitude. "You're working in Dreamy Stories?" the cute guy said after pon reading their calling cards. "Yes we do," said Hyun. "My girlfriend is a fan of the books you published recently," the cute guy said. Now, it's Hyun's turn to feel the downpour. He rolled his eyes first before saying something. "She's the author," he said pointing to Cela. The cute guy is amazed. He then got a copy of Cela's second book from his bag. He told them that he just purchased the book yesterday and plans on giving it as a surprise gift to his girlfriend today.

To those who genuinely love this book, I say thank you. You all have been good and kind and I love you all. Looking forward to writing my next project. Love, Author, Dirty Triangle.

He replied, tracing a slow circle with his middle finger on my thigh. I took a slow sip of wine.“And how do we trap someone who’s untouchable?” Shane’s fingers slid up my spine and whispered.“Same way we trap anyone. Seduce the monster. Dance with the devil. Make him believe you’re the fire he’s always been afraid to touch.” I smirked, leaning back against the sheets. “And what will you do while I burn?” I asked, arching a brow. Shane leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, then he whispered against it. “I’ll be the gasoline, baby.”

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

“I need my Daddies.” They stayed in bed for another hour, touching her gently now, cleaning her up with warm towels. But even in the quiet moments, the hunger was still there. John’s fingers lazily played with her swollen clit. Luke kissed the marks on her neck. James watched her with dark, satisfied eyes. This wasn’t romance. It was pure, raw passion. Three powerful men completely owning their little girl, and her loving every second of it. Precious closed her eyes, feeling their cum still inside her, their hands still on her body.

Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life. This book explores the power of instinct, the destruction that lies in deceit, and the healing that only truth, however painful,can bring. You may find pieces of yourself in Jacqueline. In her strength. In her silence. In the storm she learns to survive. This is a story about second chances, about trusting the unknown, and about the dangerous beauty of a love that finds you when you least expect it, and refuses to let go. With heart, [Dee-Jay] Jacqueline’s POV

I hummed, nostrils flaring with every breath. Maxwell’s eyes tiebreaker to slits. “Sensitive,” he observed calmly. Heat flooded my face. He moved around me then, slow and unhurried, every step making me more aware of him. “You researched edging.” “Yes.” “And what do you think it means?” “Control.” “Partially.” Warm hands settled briefly against my waist from behind. My breath caught sharply. “It’s awareness,” he corrected quietly near my ear. “Learning how to stay inside desire instead of chasing release.” I recoiled but didn't move.

Now I want you so much it feels like starving. The room suddenly felt too small. The air felt too thin. The tension between us was unbearable, stretched so tightly that I felt as though one more breath might snap it completely. You cannot say things like that to me, I whispered, my hands rising to press against his chest. Not after revealing that my entire life has been built on a foundation of lies. I know. His fingers slid from my throat to the back of my neck. His grip was firm and possessive, yet surprisingly gentle as he tilted my head back. But I’m done pretending that what I feel for you is bound by a piece of paper or some family obligation. My heart stumbled. Adrian leaned closer, h