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“The transaction is not complete yet, Nick. As it stands now she is still mine.” “You should have just told me it was money you needed, Alpha Matthew.” he smirked.” I'll make the deposit right away.” “I don't need your money. Mira is no longer for sale.” “Stop pretending Matthew. Mira is not yours. You don't treat her like your woman. “ Matthew growled but he went on.” If she was truly yours, you wouldn't have flaunted your mistress before her or present her like a trophy to be won.” This was the only moment I completely agreed with Alpha Nick. That was the most sensible thing he had said all night.

the curse is more of a blessing than a curse, shortly after the situation that she had found herself in Matthew gave her a unique book to write all of her dreams and as she had them that way she would be able to process them in a way that might be easier. She looked at the journal as it was on her desk in the office they had made in the loft. It was nearly full, and she could see why all the men had treated her so entirely differently now. She had remembered her lives with each of them and was contemplating writing a story about the love of each man. Matthew who had not exactly been thrilled with her idea on the subject was still coming to grips with his new happy state. Eventually, he brok

Wendy Another library. Another dead end. So far, anyway. "Nothing." I close the book louder than I mean to, and a woman at the next table over glares at me. I make an apologetic face and shrink into myself. "Same here." Alec pushes his book away. The local library on the third island isn't much bigger than a house, and the number of books on local lore amounts to what can hardly be called a stack. "Maybe this is pointless," I mumble. "Igor spent decades searching for the coin. What makes us think we can find it in a few days?"

Allison: “What really happened, Matthew? Why he’s acting strange and did not remember anything?” Only Matthew can answer all my question. “Why do you care as if you really want to help him, Allison you don’t have to act like it’s bothering you also… You better stop acting like that, I know what is your plan and if you don’t want me to ruin it stop clinging to Knight.” He said and glare at me. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Matthew I am asking because I really care for Knight!” I can’t help but to shout at him, why is he acting so protective.

* This book is the second book in the Redmoon series, following Property of the Alpha. It is a continuation of the story from Thomas and Paige's point of view, along with a few other cross-over characters from the Bloodstone series. If you have not read book one, please go do so before starting this one.* *Readers' discretion is advised as this book deals with abuse, death, and other dark content.* Prologue I can still feel the blade's tip pressed against my flesh where it had once cut into me, over and over again, until I was left with wounds my body couldn't heal fast enough. Making sure I would always carry the scars on my skin to remind me of my mistakes.

” He asked inwardly with his frustrated look; Okay? Now I have to roam all around for a woman. People are right! Women are only made to make us go insane! (Matilda’s POV) Matilda went to the old library with Mateo who managed to get in the library with the help of his close relationship with one of the guards. They searched around for that one book in which Matilda’s similar traits were present but to their surprise, they couldn’t find that book anywhere in the library. Seems like it vanished from the place.

"Oh, you noticed. But it isn't something you should worry about, you know. Your dad just needs some time. He'll come around." It was something she was telling herself too. Something she wished would happen soon. "Okay, mommy." Maryam picked up her book. "What are you reading?" asked May, trying to start up a new conversation. She didn't see the book's title because half of the purple cover was peeled off. "Purple Hibiscus," Maryam replied excitedly. "Written by Chimamanda Adichie, my favorite author," she added. "Isn't that too much for you? Do you even understand a word?" May thoughtfully asked.

The rabbit-clan continuation task is already complete. Its voice was unusually urgent. [As long as the wolf and fox heirs are born, you may still return to your original world. There is no need to take this risk.] Ever since I became pregnant with Rowan’s child, the system had been pleading with me every day. Again and again. I had already given birth thirteen times in this world. After every birth, the system would go dormant for a while, drained by the energy it had expended. At first, I had not been completely sure.

The darkness of the surrounding forest seemed to close in on us as he led me deeper into the unknown, our footsteps crunching in the undergrowth as we pressed forward. We stopped abruptly when we saw a woman standing in front of a raging fire, her back turned to us and another woman, who sat beside Alice close to the fire. The woman was chanting in a language I couldn't understand. My heart skipped a beat when I recognized her as Alice, and the other woman, my mother, her hair wild and unkempt in the firelight. I couldn't see her face. Alice raised a bloody organ, a heart, which I guessed was from the monster Ryan had talked about, in one hand and a knife in the other.

"I haven't slept on it. We do it exactly as we've talked about. We start the rumors, and the rest works its way up from there." Hilda grinned harder, her head nodding in pleasant agreement. "Excellent, for I can attend to that. I know various gossips who would let fly any morsel they might pick up about Niylah. All I need to do is drop one juicy tidbit in the right ear, and it's off.” "Perfect," I said, a thrill running through me. "And I'll take care of the other things. I'll start with her books. I know which ones she's obsessed with—she leaves them lying around in the library sometimes. I'll just… make a few disappear."