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Publisher © Josie Frank Cover Design: By Josie frank. I won't take credits for the pictures that will be used on this book , I get most of the pictures used for my book covers from deposit photos or my printerest app. This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or businesses, organizations, or locales, is completely coincidentalAll rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without prior written permission of the a

She was just a reader—hungry for escape. She paused when her eyes landed on a cover that practically glowed under the soft overhead light. A werewolf love novel. The title was in cursive silver: Moonbound Desire. The cover featured a fierce, shirtless alpha holding a trembling woman in his arms, both cloaked by moonlight and mystery. It was utterly ridiculous—and exactly what she needed. Ryleigh pulled it from the shelf and smiled to herself. She checked it out at the front desk with Miss Ada, who glanced at the cover and gave her a knowing look but didn’t say a word.

I mumble, heading to my office. I sit down in my chair and put the book on the desk. I look closely at the cover and realize it isn't leather, but some soft dark skin, more on a fur than the normal boom cover. My guess would be some.random animal with fur but I think sime fur isn’t smooth as this. I turn to the first page and mutter a curse under my breath. I read the tiny scrawl with widening eyes.

I finally picked a book, my fingers trailing over the cover as I read the title. "The Duke's Heart" was written on the cover in bold, golden letters. I smiled, as I read the short description at the back. I loved romance novels, and this one seemed like it would be right up my alley. I opened the book, feeling the worn pages crackle beneath my fingers. The book seemed old, like it had been read and reread countless times.

Also, the leather has a glossy texture that catches the weak lights in the room. This journal is beautiful. But the contents are probably also dangerous. On the cover, there is no title. Also no decoration. Just plain shiny black leather and a clasp holding the pages closed. Gently, I open the clasp and lift the cover. Next, I turn to the first page, my hands trembling slightly. On the first page, the first thing I see is a short paragraph written in a handwriting I can recognize anywhere in the world, even in my sleep. My mum’s handwriting.

My fingers traced the weathered pages, their delicate texture speaking of countless hands that had held them before. And I read the first page because the writing on the cover is null. "Mates and Mating" I delved into the words written within, my heart quickened with anticipation. The pages seemed to come alive, happy I found something worth it, and intricacies of mate bonds. I flip each cover inpatient to find the answers I sought.

It is encased in old leather and there is a pencil attached to the side. The cover is blank, providing no insights to what might be inside, and my curiousity reaches new lengths again. After making sure I am not being watched, I flip the cover. What comes to view is...black. The entire page is covered in black, rough painting. There are lines here and there and...I flip the next page and the darkness continues. It is harder to breathe with each page I flip, because the darkness starts to look familiar, resembling something I have seen before. Somewhere I have been before.

Jacob laughed. “I’ll kick your ass too!” I said as I glared at him. “Kris! We have one more surprise for you.” Penny yelled from behind my front desk. “What?” I looked confused. She walked out carrying a massive book. I recognized what it was right away. It’s the type of book that you use for a portfolio. “You got me a new book?” “Kinda.” Penny showed me the cover. It had a Black Moon with two wolves howling. The leather was fresh as I could smell it. Alec took the cover and opened it for me.

Cover photo by DESYGNER. Cover design by WINIFRED REGINALD. |This book is dedicated to my Mom and sister Mrs Rita Reginald and Ms Ella Reginald,who basically inspired and supported me all through from the head start. Contents Prologue: The beginning Chapter 1: Messing with Mr grumpy Chapter 2: Payback gone wrong Chapter 3: The unexpected bombshell Chapter 4: A whole lot of crazy Chapter 5: Didn't they tell you that new york bitches are savages