Old Man Cupid Tangled Novels & Stories

is set within the same universe as “Tangled Secrets – Taming Mr. Vittori. It takes place two years after the book ended, and prior to the epilogues. Some characters will make an appearance, such as the Council members, which includes the newest two: Alpha Louis and Alpha Jackson. They replaced Alpha Bradley and Alpha Corey after everything that went down. We will also see our favorite team – Violet, Enzo, Niccolò, and Lilac. There will be plenty of twists, turns, and growth. So, I hope that you enjoy! This book can be read as a standalone. IT IS CURRENTLY UP ON THE APP :) I hope that you enjoy!

She couldn’t afford to forget that. But as she walked along the familiar path to the small café by the other end of the building, her heart skipped a beat when she spotted him. Andre Winters. Of course. He stood by a casing of rare roses, casually sipping a drink, his dark eyes scanning the horizon. The world seemed to stop for a moment. Of all the places, of all the times, how was it that they ended up here at the same time? Was it fate? Or just another twisted coincidence?

With that, the two men parted ways, Matt leaving the medical center and Clayton returning to Camden's room. As Clayton reentered Camden's room, he glanced at the coffee cups he had brought in. "Shit!" he exclaimed, having momentarily forgotten about them during his exchange with Matt outside. "Sorry, I hope it's not cold now," he apologized, handing one of the cups to Camden. "It's chai tea. Is that okay? It sounded fancy and it said tea, so I got it, but it smells like cinnamon. I'm not sure if it's the right thing?" he explained, his voice filled with uncertainty. Camden's face lit up with a soft smile. "I love chai tea," she said appreciatively, accepting the cup from him. Clayton's conce

This seemingly enchanting encounter was merely the beginning of her daring plan—a contract marriage proposal that would ultimately serve as a means to exact her long-awaited vengeance. As the evening progressed, Emily and Wyatt continued their enthralling conversation, their words forming a web of intrigue and hidden agendas. Emily found herself drawn further into Wyatt’s world, her initial plans for revenge momentarily overshadowed by the captivating exchange they shared. She couldn’t deny the magnetic pull between them, the intoxicating blend of attraction and intrigue. In that moment, they were two masterminds, dancing around each other, neither fully aware of the secrets that lay beneath

Instantly, she shook her head as she guessed that Blaze had once again showed his lack of ingenuity with such an ordinary name for a beautiful building. The man in front of Tessy noisily cleared his throat, in order to gain the attention of the girl who was now admiring the lobby. While he enjoyed taking new tenants on tours around the condo, he wasn't in the mood for it that evening. He was eager to go home and meet his mother, who had developed cancer and needed to be taken care of. Meanwhile, Tessy seemed to regain herself and handed him a red card. "I'm here to see Blaze. Blaze Colt."

He dipped his tongue in her slit, pushing into her opening like he planned to push his dick inside her. They were strangers.... Yet tonight, they would be lovers. Kaleb drank every bit of her juices, moaning as the taste of her print on his tongue. He hoped it tattooed there and would never move. She was sweet and addicting. He wanted seconds."Kaleb?" She moaned, bucking her hips. He groaned, sucking her. "That's right. Do I make you feel good?" He heard her soft humming and agreement and the sound sent a sharp jolt straight to his cock.

Trapped between the cold edge of the porcelain sink and the burning heat of his body. Hazel’s eyes widened, staring blindly at the running water. She was completely enveloped in his scent. It was an intoxicating, dangerous mix of cedarwood, dark spice, and the raw, musky scent of male skin. It filled her lungs, overriding her senses, making her head spin.

Caspian’s POV The crystal tumbler shattered against the brick fireplace, raining jagged glass and amber scotch over the hearth. I didn't care. I didn't even blink. I just stared blindly at the dancing orange flames, my hand frozen in the air where I had just thrown the drink.

Cassandra tilts her head as she stares at my dumb friend. I just hold in my laugh. "Okay, geez, you try." He mumbles like a child. Cassandra turns to look at me and says, "To new friendships." She lifts her cup. "To new friendships." Diego repeats after her and we all click cups, I take a sip from the cup, already feeling distracted.

Dear Readers, As we close the final chapter of *Tangled Truths*, I find myself filled with gratitude and emotion. This journey with Lucas and Flora—from adversaries to soulmates, through betrayal and redemption, death and rebirth—has been an extraordinary one to share with you. Your messages, comments, and unwavering support have meant everything to me throughout this series.