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- You're the daughter of the good doctor's assistant, aren't you? - One of them questioned her, in the middle of a sea of bodies and severed parts. - I don't know for how long, I lived in hiding, I was afraid, she tried to get me out of there. – The girl said. In the human world. In another part of town. One of the greatest writers of crime books and Slice of Life, dramas between real cases, was celebrating the release of his latest book.

Whatever’s left she actually uses to write books that may or may not bring her a few precious gold coins to support her lifestyle. Author Alexia Praks: www.alexiapraks.com Author Bella Chan: www.authorbellachan.com

Whatever’s left she actually uses to write books that may or may not bring her a few precious gold coins to support her lifestyle. Author Alexia Praks: www.alexiapraks.com Author Bella Chan: www.authorbellachan.com

Or was she bored with him? Out of curiosity, I googled her. D.R. Macklin, bestselling erotic fiction author. The initials were so she could stay anonymous, and it was working well for her. She had a decent following online, but her personal life was totally away from the internet. Very smart. I hadn’t planned on having the slightest interaction with her, but then, this morning happened, and now, I couldn’t stop thinking about how far I could push that button. The most exhilarating thought.

even as he spoke, his hands came up to grip her own. For one perilous moment, Betty's mind betrayed her and she was reminded of other hands. Hands upon her body. Hands that had forced her down. Drawn by a force she couldn't command, her gaze tricked down….. down to where dark fingers caught her own. They were strong, those hands. Lean and powerful. Tanned and wholly male. Those hands had grasped her waist, traced the slant of her cheek, skimmed the bareness of her very breast, immeasurably gentle despite their strength. Those hands had made her tremble, but not in fear. Not, not in fear…… never in fear.

But I haven't been able to make up my mind about it yet, so I'm still on the fence. "Web novels?" Miranda repeated in surprise. "What kind of web novels?" Mindy smiled awkwardly. "Urban romance." Miranda was speechless for a while. Mindy was a published mystery novelist. Back when mystery novels had been all the craze, Mindy made her grand debut with "Murder Weapon" and sold half a million copies. Later in the same year, her follow-up thriller novel, "The Deserted School", broke her personal sales record in a very short time as well.

Typically, in his books, the investigators or police officers would have a few affairs, with both men and women, and victims would have family and lovers they left behind, but in the new one he was currently writing, a perky blonde woman appeared in many scenes. Her eyes were green as emeralds, but hair cut short with seemingly a piece of sharp glass. She didn’t care for her looks or hygiene much but was one hell of an investigator. The young skinny woman had earned a lot of her characteristics from Emmie, but there was so much written in that didn’t even go near her.

He obviously loved thrillers as most of the books were made up with novels by Ian Fleming, Desmond Bagley, Hammond Innes, Ian Rankin, Michael Robotham and Alistair MacLean. My mobile sounded and I moved out on to the landing. Caller ID: Kimberley. “Hello, darling,” I said into the phone. “I need a drink,” she explained. “Bad morning?” “Ever since that break-in you investigated, Bio-Preparations insist on having an audit every month,” she said breathlessly. “Why have they got to have it on a bloody Saturday?” “You poor thing,” I said soothingly, feeling partially responsible. “So how about the Waggoner’s Rest?” She persisted. “I’ve just arrived back at the quay.”

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An arrow came flying out of nowhere, nearly missing me, and I jumped on the hunter that shot it but the moment my fangs sunk into the hunter's shoulder, a jolt of electricity coursed through my entire body, going straight to my core. "Mate!" Zarek voiced out, immediately retracting his fangs and taking a step back while I stared at my so-called mate, who was covered from head to toe, with only her eyes peaking out. I couldn't smell her scent, but judging by the shape and color of her eyes and the rage and anger swimming in them, I could tell it was a woman, who was none other than Adelaide Foster, my failed mission, the girl I had planned on killing tonight.