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I move to walk their way and help, but Falcon catches my elbow, gently. “Please…” he whispers, his voice cracking. “We must speak.” I whip around to face him, and I nearly fall over. The ache in his eyes, the heaviness of thousands of years of the torture he lived evident on his brow and sullen brown eyes. “Speak about what, Lachlan?” I offer, quirking a brow. “I was blinded. She purposefully—” “No, I don’t want to do this right now.” I hiss at him, but he picks up where he left off.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was aroun

“I have everything I need.” He turned to Lena once again. “You see, Lena, I'll admit I couldn't have done it without you. Your ambition brought me all I needed. All I had to do was wait.” He gloated, standing up for dramatic effect. “Now, the south is ripe for the taking. Once I reclaim it, I'll have a queen and an heir to rule beside me.” Now it was Lena’s turn to be amused. Her laughter echoed in the room, a harsh, disbelieving sound. “You fool,” she spat. “You really think she'll ever be on your side? Don't be ridiculous, Lachlan.”

He's cut off by Maximilian. "Am I wrong? Has this motherfucker really written shit about me in that stupid thrift store book?" Maximilian glances at the notepad for a moment, which prompts Alexander to make a sudden attack on him. Maximilian moves further away from the situation while dodging like the freaking Flash. He begins to read aloud. "My old friend Nathaniel Everhart is a dad. The lucky son of a bitch had a son. Lancelot Everhart. Sounds like some royal bullshit from a fairytale."

But as I delved deeper into Lachlan's files, I stumbled upon a document that made my heart skip a beat. It was a confidential agreement, signed by Lachlan and several of his associates, outlining a plan to acquire a rival company through any means necessary. The language was vague, but the implications were clear – Lachlan was willing to do whatever it took to eliminate the competition. I felt a wave of unease wash over me as I realized the true extent of Lachlan's ruthlessness. Was this the man I was willing to surrender to, to trust with my heart and my story?

1598, Scotland “Nathaniel! Come inside, Nathaniel!” a voice called. “O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright,” young Nathaniel quoted. She giggled happily and turned over on her bed of grass to take in the darkening sky. “Nathaniel Elizabeth Bristow!”

(25) XXV: Serenade Lachlan's eyes sparkled like a twilight hitting on the surface of the sea; it glimmers like the sunbeam on the morning dewdrop. A smile that is sweet as a honey appears that it wanted to be a denizen of his glowing visage. “Did you really say it?” Alpha Grego, sitting crossed-legs before him, couldn't believe when Lachlan narrated he wanted to court the person mated to him.

Lloyd leaned forward to peer at the title, shimmering in gold in the candlelight. "The Hidden and the Unseen," he read aloud, taking the weighty book in hand. "At least it's in English. My language skills aren't the best." "You'll learn. Amazing what you can pick up." Nathaniel looked thoughtful. "I can help you with a few. But don't mess me about or you might end up with your tongue out and having to write down what you find. I don't like repeating myself all the time." Once was somewhat understandable, twice was annoying and any more than that was completely unacceptable.

(Authors Note- I want to take a moment to thank my readers for all your support. I would not be here without you, thank you. The first portion of this story is Natalie's and her story was my first ever attempt at writing. Please forgive my grammar mistakes. I tried to correct them all, but I am sure I missed some. My writing does improve when you reach Dylan's portion of the story, so please bear with me. Again thank you for reading. Your support means the world to me)

"So, there we are all." Jilin leaned back in her chair and looked over us. He got stuck on me. “And lo and behold, the feminine note under the rough masculinity. A rarity. Grace Shanks, if I'm not mistaken? " I nodded. "Yes I am." “I've heard a lot of good things from you, even got a letter of recommendation from your mentor Noelle Keiper. You should be his best apprentice. " "Yes, I'm pretty good at what I do."