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She couldn’t even open her eyes to see what this libidinous cell looked like. After Cory left, she heard those dragon girls come to her bedside, whispering to each other. One of them said, “It’s the king’s wolf girlfriend.” She paused for a few moments before she continued, “I heard she is his mate.” Another one asked, “Aren’t mates supposed to be faithful to only each other?” Her young voice was filled with curiosity. “I heard they have something called mate bond. They can’t betray that.” “That’s exactly what got her to end up like this,” another mature voice sighed. She was the closest to Elena. “She should have been smarter, known her own man.”

I’m adding another story to this book. It’s set in the same world but follows a different path and characters. You can read it on its own, but it connects to the main story in important ways. I hope you enjoy this new addition. Title : ( RUTHLESS ALPHA ) Chapter 61 Eloise Richards leaned over the scarred wooden bar and rapped her knuckles twice to catch Wayne’s eye. He was pouring a draft for a guy in a trucker hat, but he lifted his chin in acknowledgment.

I am a christian and whenever I see such headlines, it makes more sad as it mocks my religion or at least disgraces me. I got over it and kept my jotter at the top of the shelf in my room. I stood up from the bed and stretched myself to go brush my teeth. I wanted to prepare for school that day although not feeling stable because of the other night. I had been awake all through writing my new novel 'ghetto lord'. I had promised my friends and followers on social media that I would be releasing it the upper week and so I had to work on it. My laptop lay on the bed there where I had dropped it after typing.

Chapter 40: The Master Copy The afternoon light cast shadows across the studio illuminating the sleek lines of the mahogany desk and the quiet server indicators on the wall monitor. The Nora Vale network was stable. Across GoodNovel and NovelSnack millions of readers were moving through the parts of The Architecture of Trust. The stressful days of drafting chapters were a memory; the digital infrastructure was now self-sustaining.

I smiled through clenched teeth, looking up to find them peering into my eyes. “I think we should discuss the real issue,” my mother said. The black rim around her eyes sent a sympathetic pang through me and I stomped on it furiously. They got themselves into this mess and somehow I was responsible for solving it. Typical. My father withdrew a tiny necklace from his pocket and handed it to me. I took it in my trembling palms and stared at the expensive looking jewelry. It was a golden filigree and sparkling grey diamond encrusted it. Inside it, I saw something that gave me a pause. It was a red dot simply looked like a design at first glance. Until I saw it getting bigger.

"I don't follow." I lick my lips, my excitement growing. "What did he say earlier?" I snap my fingers. "Something about a hole." "Uh, he said ... the hole might go on forever, but ... but ..." "If you don't jump you won't sever ..." I struggle to remember the rest. A silence falls across the room. "You don't think ..." My chest tightens. "That he was giving us a riddle?" "Really?" "I mean, I don't know." I wave my hands in the air. "Are portals a thing? I'm new to all of this."

Most of Nina's books in Maria's collection were general fiction, full of suspense, desire, longing, crimes, and thrilling scenes. There was no happily ever after, I just realized that after Nina made that statement that she no longer believes in happily ever after. But that was the reality of the world we live in. Not every one of my stories will end up on happy notes, some will end up on bad and sad notes. Most of Nina's book ends up on sad notes and sometimes they are neutral. I could remember one of her books which I exchanged with Maria. It was a romantic fiction of a younger man who was in love and lusted after a woman 8 years older than him. Their relationship wasn't defined and he was

Matt visibly battles between his need for food and his aversion to Beccy, in the end grabbing a sandwich from the tray and making a bee-line for the door. The girls and I follow suit and sit with him on the grass outside in the sunshine, Kane, Daniel and Juan joining us moments later. "That woman could drive a saint to drink!" Juan mutters, taking a bite of his sandwich. "She's always been self-important." Matt replies with a sigh, having known her from his pack. "It's got worse since she became an envoy for the council… although she only got that job because of her dad - he's a Beta. The woman barely has two brain cells to rub together."

It took time for her words to sink into our brains and when it did, we all rejoiced happily. My baby was about to walk down the aisle and I couldn't help, but shed tears of joy. I was grateful for everything. Most especially my family and the sweet people that surrounded me. I bid my past goodbye. Nora, the Mafia Queen, was dead. Lunaria, the Moon Goddess' descendant, had vanished. Camilla, the naive housewife, had been buried. And Selene, a wife, a mother, a daughter, a grandmother, had been born.

Something in my chest slowly relaxed. Once we found the vial and smashed it, we could return to the real world. We could start over. Just then, a faint glimmer appeared in the fog ahead—the crystal vial. I let go of Kyle's hand and stepped forward, reaching out to grab it. The moment it touched my palm, I felt a warmth. I looked down at it, hesitating. "Quick, destroy it, Nora," Kyle said behind me. "Let's get out of here." I didn't move. The small line of text from the book surfaced in my mind.