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WARNING : THIS IS A MxM work of fiction (MALE x MALE fantasy romance) Please don't read it if you're against same-sex relationships or came here to leave hate. I WILL read comments and respond to every bit of hostility, filth, and disrespect towards the LGBTQ+ community. You CAN and absolutely SHOULD complain about my inability to write, but I won't tolerate hate speech towards loving people. ONLY 18+ READERS. The book contains violence, triggering content, foul language, graphic descriptions of nudity, and sexual content. I refuse to be held responsible for short breaths, raging heartbeat and dripping panties. You’re warned too, gentlemen, I see you ;)

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“While you try to lie to everyone that you’re calm and fine, there’s something inside you raging and burning, I don’t know exactly what it is but you make your soul a prisoner to successive waves of anger in secret.” I rubbed gently over his heart while watching the fading of his eyes that observed me with an obsession that didn’t let him blink. “You describe me well, Preciosa, you truly are precious.” He sighed in suffocation with the feeling of pain in his heart. “Your effect on it is extremely violent.” With innocent foolishness I followed him with the question, my eyes shining because of the chaotic emotions that swept through me. “Who? Do you mean your heart?” He turned onto his side to

THE RIVALING HEARTS; 003 He looked different now - older, more rugged, with a scruffy beard and lines etched around his eyes. But there was no mistaking those piercing blue eyes, which met mine with a mixture of surprise and guarded recognition. Still oblivious of the tension between the couples, our alpha walked over to meet them halfway with a huge grin and walked them over to the table. I tried to collect my feelings which were scattered all over the hall together.

"If the hearth fails its duty, don't hesitate to call on a certain fire Prince." "I won't," I shake my head with a smile, turning to leave. As I walked away, I could feel his eyes on me, and the warmth of his presence lingered long after I had left the library. ••• "Arwyn, oh, I tell you, he was dreamy," Ahvi whispered excitedly, her grip tightening on my arm as we strolled down the grand hallways of the Castle. She regaled me with tales of her enchanting night spent with a charming lord from Illyndor named Ezlyn Cromwell, who, by her account, owned ten sprawling mansions and a cavalcade of prized horses.

The other braced next to mine on the counter, caging me in. “Feels too good,” he growled by my ear. “Tight. Hot. Mine tonight.” “Yours,” I agreed, pushing back to meet every thrust. Skin slapped against skin. “Harder. Want to feel it tomorrow when I’m making coffee.” He gave it to me, deeper, faster. Elias’s rhythm faltered. “Gonna come inside you if you keep talking like that.” “Do it. Fill me up.” He slammed in one last time, burying himself as he came with a deep, broken groan. The feeling of him pulsing inside pushed me over. I spilled over his fist and onto the floor, shaking.