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Meredith was just squeezing orange juice and put some jam on the toasts, preparing her niece's favorite breakfast, at the same time making coffee with ham and cheese sandwiches for herself. Meredith wasn't an ugly woman - she was of medium height, with slim and athletic body, had shoulder-length raven-black hair and hazel eyes that contrasted with pale complexion, making her the real personification of Snow White. Men were often highly interested in her, but she knew it was not necessarily because of beauty. Meredith was a sorceress, and that was what she considered to be the main lure. Meredith was born in a well-known family, which gave her a peculiar charm which no creature could resist.

The leather binding has fancy marks in it and has title imprinted on the front. "That first kiss." Ugh, from just the title you could tell that a teenage girl at the start of her puberty wrote it. I couldn't really tell if Nova's a girl or a boy, he wants to be called a "he" but then writes a full novel about a CEO obsessing over a girl. I don't know why Nova doesn't want to call it a book when it obviously was. Don't let the title fool you, the story slowly turns dark and twisted.

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--- Elsewhere… Nelly Couldn’t Finish the First Page Nelly sat in her room, sadness weighing heavily on her face. She felt as if Naomi had taken Adel from her completely. She stepped out, hesitant, and stopped at Naomi’s door. Her hand trembled as she reached for the handle… then slowly turned it. The room lit up. It was neatly arranged. On the table lay a book Naomi had been reading. She approached and picked it up. The title read: “Your Eyes Found Me – A Novel” She turned off the light and left.

I turned to face the window, hiding the faint smile that tugged at my lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. He didn’t answer, but his hand tightened slightly on the wheel — just enough for me to know that he’d heard me. ***The morning sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the Lawson estate, scattering fragments of gold across the marble floor. I stood before the mirror, staring at the reflection of the woman who gazed back at me — the woman I was becoming. Nova. But not the same Nova who used to cower behind her grandmother’s fence, afraid of whispers, afraid of eyes that mocked and judged. Not the girl who cried herself to sleep because her father chose another family over her.

Or two. And the Lycan King's castle wasn't too bad. They had great food and the softest bed ever. She could only hope Sinclair wasn't planning a rescue mission for her. It would really suck because she was starting to like the view here. Naomi flipped the page of the novel, fascinated by the characters. A story of the Moon Goddess and her mate. Naomi didn't believe in deities, never had, but she couldn't pretend she wasn't curious. Closing the book upon its completion, she stretched lithely before gracefully rolling off the bed. She headed for the door and twisted the doorknob to find it locked.

Ciara asked before I could say anything. “No! Just wait here and don’t touch anything.” With that she left us sitting in the living room. “You know Carter, you’ll catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Or whaterver they say.” Ciara said. “I’m Alpha, I do not beg.” “Who said anything about begging. You are Alpha but this is her home not the park.” “She’s getting the book isn’t she? Plus she was getting bored with your story.” After what seemed like an eternity, Naomi walked in holding what looked like an old priest’s bible. It was stupidly big for a book and smelled musty, like it was old and had been packed away since forever.

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Nova hisses, lifting her hands to his head, and she places the tips of her fingers on the side of the Kindreds' temples. I watch with wide eyes, a racing heart, and in a state of shock as her nails extend, piercing the Kindreds' flesh. In response to Novas' actions, the Kindred fights to keep his posture straight, refusing to release me. “Tell me, male. What are your wildest desires…?” Nova sings as she closes her eyes, shifting through the Kindreds' thoughts. He lets out a frustrated grunt with his body going rigid.

“Is that all?? You can go ahead.” Naomi walked to the bookshelf and bent down. Her skirt lifted high, showing him the blue lace stretched over her ass. She dragged her finger slowly across the spines. “You have a nice collection,” she murmured, pulling one free. She flipped the pages, pretending to read. “Romance.” Her eyes flicked back to him. “Do you have something raw? Something erotic?” "Is that what you want to read?" Raymond asked. "Yeah," she replied. "I love reading erotic stories."