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the guy asked entering the living room. "None of your business"Damein said glaring at him. "I would like to have her for once",he said, teasing him. "She is not whore, whom i can share with you", Damien replied glaring at him. "Ohh.. Mister Damien is telling me that a girl who is with him...is not a Whore?",he asked teasingly. Damien swiftly grabbed his coller enraged,he "Call her by that name again and i will forget that you are my Brother"

JASMINE “The cursed Luna belongs to the Shadow Wolves.” The words hit me like ice crawling down my spine. I stand frozen near the top of the staircase while silence crashes through the entire pack house below. Cursed Luna. The title alone makes my stomach twist painfully. My wolf whimpers softly inside me. Danger. Every warrior downstairs immediately becomes tense while growls echo throughout the hall. But Maverick… Maverick looks absolutely terrifying. His silver eyes glow dangerously bright while his Alpha aura suffocates the entire room. Even from upstairs, I can feel the pressure of his anger pressing against my skin.

“A haunted winter garden.” “Exactly. Peak gothic romance.” His mouth twitched. “You have an interesting definition of romance.” > “Says the man whose idea of flirting is emotional repression.” That earned her a laugh — quiet, genuine, the kind he tried to hide behind a sigh. And for the first time since they’d become bound by heartbeat, the air between them didn’t hum with tension. It just… was. --- But something about the roses wouldn’t leave Mira alone. They pulsed faintly with light — soft blue, the same hue that had marked the curse.

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

#LoveSexRomance A/N: All my stories are not "EDITED VERSION" yet, so there are a lot of mistakes and typos like grammar and everything that is wrong when you read it...please be patient hehehe ty.

Angelo nodded. “Alright.” She said and followed him down the stairs. When she caught sight of him after a while, her heart leaped. Their eye contact felt so electrifying. At that moment, Elena knew she would never be over this man. “Mr. Romano. Mr. Moretti.” She greeted. As she shifted her gaze to meet Rio, she recognized that look of hatred he gave her in the past. “We have an announcement to make,” Luca said as Elena turned her gave to him. An announcement? Why is his gaze so intense? She thought.

He continued to harass her with his words and eyes. She unconsciously took another step back, her heart beating faster than ever and her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. She was too shocked to even speak. With a blank mind, she threw the broom at him and he dodged it ever so effortlessly. She turned around and quickly rushed towards the back room but who was she running away from? A mafia king who was deeply and madly in love with her.

“What are you reading?” I picked up the book, showing him the cover. “It's a romance novel. I've always been a fan of the genre" A faint spark of interest lit up his eyes. “Oh, really? I enjoy Romance too. Have you read any Sarah J Mass?” I smiled, an “Of course, I love Sarah. One of my very favorites" Damon's lips curved into a genuine smile. “Mine too.” “I put the book back down again and turned fully to him with a sad smile, “how are you taking the whole thing? The news about Isabella?”

Moosa didn't let her complete as with the tilted head, he pasted his lips on hers, kissing her. Roshanay was left breathless as she slid against the wall, sitting on the floor by the end of the kiss. It was a demanding kiss, manifesting the fire brewing up within him, exhibiting his rage and hatred for liar or for anyone who even entertained the thought or tried to taint his honor. It didn't pour an ounce of love but it was full of dominance, possession, obsession and love- a dark love.

I began to stroke myself, my eyes never leaving their tangled bodies. Romeo grinned at me, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. "Enjoy the show, mate," he panted, his eyes dark with desire. "But don't come too soon. We're just getting started." God damn it, these mates of mine were going to be the death of me. Marlene moaned, her head falling back as Romeo hit a particularly sensitive spot. "Oh, God, Romeo," she gasped, her nails digging into his back. "Just like that, baby. Fuck me just like that."