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Our first night was a one-night stand, so it was abrupt and hazy in my memory, forgotten amidst the whirlwind of emotions. With the blood of Lycans coursing through his veins, his member truly lived up to its beastly reputation. Lycan Steven chuckled, seeming to sense my thoughts. He sighed, running his length along my thigh, leaving a trail of heat in its wake. “Surprised, huh?” His words felt like a searing brand against my skin. I swallowed hard, averting my gaze. "Shut up..." "Touch it, Nathalie. It's growing like that because of you. You have to handle him,” he teased me in his seductive voice.

She didn’t look back. Behind her, Nathaniel watched her leave, his expression unreadable. Elara didn’t know it yet but after tonight, nothing in her life would ever be the same. *** Hello dear readeds. How did you find the chapter? This is just the beginning of Elara’s journey, her fall, her rise, and everything in between. Stay with her. The storm has only begun. Do give your reviews, comment and share the book If you're liking the storyline.

"Of course, Riella. I couldn't do this without you by my side." Riella smiled warmly, and for a moment, the two of them sat in silence, the weight of their impending battle heavy on their minds. Nathan looks up and smiles, "Yes, just trying to gather some information before we set out to stop that creature," he responds, his eyes still glued to the book in his hand. Riella takes a seat next to him and leans over to take a look at the book. "What is it about?" she asks curiously. Nathan flips the book around and shows her the cover, "It's a book about ancient earth creatures and their magical powers," he says, "I'm hoping to find something that can help us defeat this bird."

He was here, as Justin had asked of him, but there was no atonement for getting a friend killed. He stared out the massive living room window at a dark Cattenach Ranch, waiting on Olivia to return from upstairs. Justin had talked about his family and the land often, but somehow hadn't done any of it justice. Nate had envisioned a little farmhouse in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by rolling hills and cows. Showed what he knew.

'Unlike the real Lalaine, I don't have a single intention of having a littke chat with y'all' After all, I have been reading this novel repeatedly on my past life so I already got used to how noble's minds works. 'They will try to suck you when you have a something that they can get. Information and wealth. But if you no longer have those, they will turn their heads from you'

she said proudly. “Yeah,” Nathaniel murmured, not looking away. “Will she come home soon?” Charlotte asked softly. “She will,” he said. “When she’s finished with work.” Charlotte hummed and went back to fixing her doll’s hair. Nathaniel, however, kept watching. He was never one to just wait and wonder. With steady fingers, he began following the online chatter, reading comments, noting names. Quietly, bit by bit, he started putting together pieces of a story that felt unfinished… and one he might need to shield his sister from until the time was right.

Back to the woods, Lynx is kneeling down as his eyes watching the clouds pass one after the other. While Nathaniel loading his gun. "I want to thank the gods for giving me this life" he said clasping his hands together and fake tear drop on his left eye. "Natty" Lalaine suddenly called out. A sigh of relief lets out from him and sun seem to be shinning brightly, his savior came. "Let's chill, okay. I know it pisses us off but I think having fun is good. It doesn't hurt anyone, anyways" she said

“I have Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, 1991. I also have Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston, 2019,Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, 1813. And Seven Days in June by Tia Williams which was written two years ago then I also have love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood which was also written two years ago” “That’s a lot, which one do you think I should pick out?” “You should chose, you are the one who wants me to read for you” “I mean you have read all of the books before, which one contains more betrayal and lies. I want to hear you read such books” “Are you trying to mock me right now?” Audrey asked, her voice cracking with a lot of emotions. “Read, Audrey” Nathan ordered and closed his eyes,

Nathaniel Across the city, Nathaniel Crane leaned back in his leather chair, ice pressed to his bruised jaw. His men stood around him, waiting for orders. “Blackwood thinks he’s won,” he muttered, swirling whiskey in his glass. “But he doesn’t understand. Winning her in a fight doesn’t mean keeping her.” He smirked, though the bruise on his lip tugged painfully. “She came to me once. That seed is planted. Next time she runs, she won’t be walking into my den—she’ll be begging for sanctuary.”

Before the mafia wars, before Madeline, before the rejection—this was the fantasy. And it’s a lie. I have to stay sharp. Nathan is a master of the long game. He’s charm and steel. I can't let a few minutes of play erase three years of abandonment. When I come back out, Lila has finally crashed. She’s sprawled out on Nathan’s chest as he sits on the sofa, his large hand resting protectively over her back. He looks up as I enter, passing her to me so he can stand and fix his disheveled suit.