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TRIGGER WARNINGS BLOODPLAY PISSPLAY BONDAGE CUMPLAY [Do not bitch about whatever sexual preference I have for my characters. There are kinks, and yes, my leads have some twisted kinks. For your sanity, my loves, skip if you cannot handle it. I do not want a boring, criticizing, piss and moan comment about my book. XOXO, TOXIC A.] THEO

He asked. Mate bonds could be broken but only after three months of the bond. Right, after three months, this entire weird mate bond would be broken and there would be an end to all these sudden weirdness. "Good, your highness. As you wish."

There are a lot of accounts under this name and I created them but as long as you see that logo that's similar to my F******k page and then the pictures of Meeting Mr Ice and my new upcoming book that's the profile. I will be dropping an update there as to when MEETING MR ICE 2 will be out and also when other books will be out. However, before then, a new book will be coming out on the 1st of June, 2023. The title is THE MANIAC SON OF A MAFIA. Pls, stay tuned until then because I promise that you will love this book. It will be very interesting as it's a high school-based one with rows of comic yet meaningful moments.

‎The Past ‎ ‎As Cassian sat there, still coming down from the high of the orgasm, bound and exposed, the present blurred into fragments of the past. The pressure of Orion's hand on his cock began again, more painful than the last, stroking slowly, deliberately, pulled at those old threads, forcing him to remember. It started with the chaos of that gang war, years ago, when he was still building his empire after taking over from his mother due to her poor health. He was twenty three then, a ruthless force known as Mammon, carving out territory in the city's underbelly with fists, knives and bullets. The air had smelled heavily of gunpowder and blood that night, the streets littered with the b

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The Mafia Prince & His Bodyguard The safehouse felt smaller with every second. Rain still hammered the roof, but the real storm was right here in the room between us. I stayed sprawled on the couch, legs spread wide, my cock pressing hard against my jeans from all the teasing I had thrown at Marcus. He stood by the window, back to me, shoulders tight like steel cables under his black shirt. His fists were clenched so hard the veins stood out on his forearms.

Hurried back home as fast as possible, barely making it to my room before stripping myself naked. I jumped on the bed and my phone was out in seconds, pulling up my favorite BBC p**n site. But tonight, it was not random videos. I closed my eyes and pictured Coach Marcus. That massive frame towering over me with his shorts down, revealing a thick black cock bigger than any I had seen online. Veined, heavy, and a glistening tip.

She opens the book and a roach crawls out. I shriek, jerking my knees to my chest. Esme raises a brow. “You’re a wolf, and you’re scared of a roach?” “What’s a wolf without a wolf?” My smile is bittersweet. “Don’t do that,” she scolds. “You wolf will return. Now, when the rumours came, I consulted the books and some friends.” I try not to let my own thoughts scare me. “What did you find?” “You know, I’ve lived through almost seven decades, and I know a bloodline that had white hair. Moonblood.”