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My nose had stopped bleeding, thank the Goddess for alpha healing, but humiliation still clung to my skin like smoke. Back inside my dorm room, I paced the length of the floor, back and forth, boots thumping with each turn. My thoughts zipped frantically through my head. Nova was hiding something. And I would be the one to uncover it. “Alpha,” Rowan entered again, clearing his throat softly, “I gathered some information on Nova. It’s not much yet but—” I sliced my hand through the air. “Get me books and paper right now.” He blinked. “Why…”

How Ironic is it that I’m walking towards the man who’s testing how deep my love is for Evan? I love him so fucking much, more than I’m willing to admit to myself, and this is me acting on that love. On the end of the vast sea of vacant tables, in a secluded luxury resort called Perfect Oasis, Nate sat occupying the farthest table with a smile on his lips. Engraved in frosted glass is the word ‘Reserved’ written in cursive writings in each booth I walked by.

The building didn't look like much, with little to no decorations but it looked pretty decent. Way better than my previous place. I knocked on the front door three times. It swung open after a few minutes to reveal a dark skin middle-aged woman with short black hair and puzzled brown eyes. Her furrowed eyebrows indicated her throwing questions in my direction and waiting for an introduction. “Hi, my name is Maya Jensen and this is my best friend, Violet Williams. I'm a new tenant here under Armando Corporations” I smiled politely and gave a little wave, Violet doing the same behind me.

There was grass at the bottom of her feet with different flowers, and in her hand were Night Lillies with a crown on her head. "Who is she?" Amaya asked "She is the moon goddess. Selene. Creator of shifters" she walked closer and closer to the statue. "Shifters?" she asked "Shifters can change into different animals and beings," I told her, not taking my eyes off the statue. "She made shifters?" she asked, turning back at me. "Most. But there are some special ones who we call newbreeders." "Newbreeders?" The little curiosity in her voice made my heart beat faster.

We’re either getting answers today, or a fuck load more questions. The front door is already open when I walk into the foyer, and Nova Volkova walks inside. Shorter than Camellia, blonde hair, crescent moon mark below her eye and a circular gem in the middle of her forehead. It always surprises me how different to other witches she is. For one, she’s completely bubbly. “Nero! You haven’t changed at all, I see. Still broody,” she says as she approaches me with her hand outstretched. She has a few years on me, but she could seriously pass for someone younger than me.

Lionidis left he room to go check on the transportation of the captives in the vans and make sure all the staff were out of the saferoom and accounted for. *** Once Nova had her cup of tea and we were squished into the two-seater sofa, side by side, she was getting sidetracked and rather than discussing the books she was nuzzling into my neck and whispering suggestive comments. “Did the encounter with the books make you horny or something?” I whispered “I don’t know.” She said with a slow, dirty smile. Spreading over her luscious lips. “I don’t know if it’s the adrenaline or something but it’s like there is this extra energy under my skin and I want to expend it in a very specific way”

she said, determined to see him through this. Fiona was lost in a hopeful daydream. "If you marry one of them, it'll be a huge boost for your career. Before you know it, the Jones Group will be the top dog in Jubilee City." Adrian scanned the dozens of photos spread before him. The women were a mix of cute, innocent, sultry, and sizzling, but not one of them was Liliana. With a sweep of his arm, he sent the photos scattering to the floor. "I want no one but Liliana!"

NeverBond By Writer Savanna BEING SOLD My name is Beatrice,I know it's very original but I'd prefer you call me Betty. So I'll start from the beginning before I met him before he ruined me..well I hope you enjoy my story,please remember to comment,vote and like,thank you😉 ….The Beginning...

“Nova is an artist and poet , though they are shy about sharing their talents, however I have seen some of Nova’s work while assisting Ms Delucca.” “It isn’t that I am shy about my art or poetry, it is that it is profoundly personal and intimate. I have only really shared any of it with one person and she is the person who knows me even better than my own family.” Nova softly states.I try to slowly and subtly entwine my fingers with Nova’s on the table, still hoping nobody calls out my move. I thinkNeville has noticed, but that boy is staying silent, however I have caught a small smirk on his face and now he is winking at me. He has noticed. He would be the one to notice, that one is always

Something in me said we’d done the right thing — destroyed paper, freed women — but that voice was a small, worn instrument under the thunder of my heart. Nevio’s smell hit first: copper and hot sweat and the bitter tang of blood. He sat by the stern, jaw clenched, cloth balled at his side. His breaths came like someone trying to talk under water. He was not sleeping; he was buffering what the rest of us hadn’t yet had time to accept.