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Nirvana replied, "she caught Mr. Jules direct a tensed stare at Nicholas. He looked between them as if he was trying to figure something out. Was Nicholas trying to provoke her for some reason that Nirvana wasn’t aware of? Whatever, Nirvana decided that she wasn’t going to let it work. She had no interest in any of his mind games. “It is really nasty how everything blew up on the internet. I thought that you would be in a worse situation than this, given how they are a couple and you are an outsider,” Nicholas narrowed his eyes at Nirvana but that smile didn’t drop from his lips. He still looked polite and no one would have thought that anything was amiss. “Mistresses rarely thrive in public

One by one, the men nodded. Nicholas turned back to the grave, his eyes hollow but burning. “Goodbye, little brother,” he whispered, barely audible. “I’ll make sure the devil chokes on the souls I send him for you.” And then he walked away. Because mourning was over. War had begun. _ The underground warehouse smelled like oil, blood, and secrets. It wasn’t just a meeting place—it was a battlefield waiting to be drawn. Nicholas stood at the head of the long steel table, blueprints and surveillance photos spread across it like a deck of cards. A cigarette burned low between his fingers, untouched. His jaw was tight, eyes locked on the image of a man taped in the center.

So it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me... everyday." ― Nicholas Sparks …. He settled myself back on the armchair before he dropped on the floor. His whole body was trembling with random emotions. It's consuming him. He felt like inside he was dying.

“Whoa, wait. What’s going on?” “Simple, I came to have sex with you. I don’t think I need to remind you that we’re married.” “I know that, but…” “I brought condoms with me if that’s what you’re worried about.” “So does this mean…” “You talk too much,” She pulled him back for another kiss. The next day… “I have a weird question to ask,” Nicholas said. “Weird is better than stupid.” “I don’t mean to be rude, but has your sister ever been diagnosed as being bipolar?”

Alex has told us that the Alpha King had a daughter but she died in her mother’s womb so the combat is on. “Elias, let’s go to my room. I have a surprise for you,” Nicholas puts his hand on my shoulder. I was so exhausted that I had my eyes closed and couldn’t smell his scent amongst the smell of sweat of all the Alphas. “What the fuck,” he murmurs, looking at me skeptically. Fuck. That’s why I have been avoiding touching him. The fucking sparks are still working as I hadn’t rejected him yet. “What?” I ask, creasing my brows and acting like I didn’t feel those fucking sparks that I once loved.

"Hey, Nick. I didn't expect you back so soon." Nicholas walked over to her, feeling pride and ownership. "I cancelled my meeting. I wanted to come home to you." Sarah's eyes sparkled with delight. "What!." Nicholas sat down beside her, scanning the laptop screen. "What are you working on?" Sarah leaned back in her chair, a faraway look in her eyes. "I'm writing a book. My third novel, actually." Nicholas's eyes widened in surprise. "A book? You're a writer?"

They were full of insecurities and emptiness, but they never acknowledged it, it was unimportant for them, especially for Lucas, who’s priorities never included himself. It was currently fall season in London, as dry red and gold assorted into the scenery of paved footpaths and busy streets in a subtle, but eye-catching way. It was a Sunday and it was the only morning where Lucas could actually relax, without stressing about waking up early. He was up till late the previous night, trying to start on his new art assignment, but he had no inspiration, which eventually made him give up, as he fell short of ideas and went to sleep, while cuddling Evy.

It was as if he no longer had the fangs to face the world. “I guess because of the influence of his name, that's why Jacob is still in control.” She continued to scroll through the phone screen and came to the news of the surrender of Hotel Alden, a hotel known for its futuristic shape and the luxury it offered. Not to Jacob, but to the name that was ringing in her head until this moment. Bryan Desmond.

“He wanted to shield you from a world that would destroy anybody like us if they knew the truth. That’s why I was kept from my full potential. Because of them, I’ve been living in shadows. Until now.” A long silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken questions. Then I saw her eyes, filled with resolve. “There’s something else... Something I’ve only just uncovered through talking with the spirits. Matthias’s death… it wasn’t accidental.” My breath hitched. “Killed? But… how? He was sick, why would somebody do this?”

, Ashton said. I ignored them and went to check for an interesting book that I could purchase. Jack and Ashton kept on talking and laughing but I didn’t pay them any attention. Jack was funny and I liked that about him. I found a book that seemed nice and pulse-racing, Blood Brothers by Nora Roberts.