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com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

Of course my cock hardens at the thought and I have a feeling this workout is about to be cut short. Madison walks closer to Moon. “Gabriella is the child whisperer as well as the food Goddess. We decided that the mental abuse being thrown at us in her territory was too much to handle, so we came looking for some eye candy,” she informs her husband. Moon grabs his wife and does exactly what I want to do to Celina. “Oh, big boy, what strong muscles you have,” Madison teases. She shuts up when he kisses her.

Now she had to spend two hours in the same peace. The bus hostess smiled and pointed to the empty seat. Passing between the seats on either side, she reached her desired seat. Her seat was by the window. And someone, who was sitting in the first seat, had his face hidden behind the book. He was wearing a light gray T-shirt and blue jeans. He was completely unaware of the world around him. "The Enemy With John Ventry" had written on the cover of book. Whatever he had was lost in the book when she approached it.

Sergei too. And I don’t trust either of them not to challenge me. Madelaine isn’t just Billy’s daughter anymore. She’s mine. And the world will burn before I let anything happen to her. We will be safe in the cabin. Just the two of us. The Mad Doctor and his new obsession. My queen. My beautiful Snow White. It’s been less than twenty-four hours, but I don’t care about anything else anymore. She’s all that matters. I waited long enough until they finished talking, then it was time for us to leave.

Ghost growls. I grit my teeth, shoving him back. I had done this to myself anyway, I had followed them to Adrian’s house to assure myself he won’t touch her, I had stood on her balcony like a fool. A damn obsessed fool who could not stay away. Maybe she is right to think I am a psychopath. Enough is enough. It ends now. The door creaks open, and Madam Lisa steps inside with a big stack of thick books that look like they belong in a museum. The covers are dark, cracked with age.

He beamed. He had wanted to meet her one day and now here she was, standing before him. “Thank you, but I don't have time anymore, Dominic. You see that symbol on your forehead?” She asked and he nodded. He wasn't surprised that she knew. After all, she was the moon goddess and knew everything that was going on. “I want you to step in for me.” She said, “What? I don't understand.” He replied. “I know you hear people's voices in your head, and you can give mates to others. You aren't an ordinary wolf, Dominic. You have powers and I want you to use those powers and help me.” She pleaded.

Surely the moon goddess would have ingrained that in fine print during our creation: can not kill soulmate. I sit on my bed—something that hasn't been used like it used to—and I fall deeper into the hole that's been forming in my gut since the very moment she ripped out his throat. The factor that makes us live as we do is the balance inside of us. The animalistic nature of the wolf is tamed by the human, but that woman was anything but tame. The human body has always overpowered the wolf mentally, yet she refuses to shift. Can she? Is refusing, or is she unable?

I’d wait until I had a chance to ask them. We walked down a long entryway with white and black marble tile on the floor and plenty of golden framed paintings on either side of us, each depicting a different scene from the history of mages and shifters, I supposed. The few that I recognized were only familiar to me because I used to read a lot of fairy tales. When I saw one of a woman wearing a red cloak, standing in the forest with a wolf at her side, I raised an eyebrow. “Ah, yes! A Nightingale,” Maggie said, stopping and folding her hands in front of her. “Isn’t it lovely?”

"Mr. Darrel, you have another—" "I'm done for the day," I said, cutting her off as I cleared up my desk and strolled out of my office. I couldn't work in this condition. Not after knowing that someone had literally been obsessing over me. From the office, I didn't head straight home either. I lodged at a hotel and worked remotely from there. Just like that, a week passed with nothing out of the ordinary happening. I'd thought it was all over until I got home and realized that someone had been in here. The books on my bookshelf were slightly shifted.