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Because I knew you would never agree to marry me if you knew the truth. Elena’s heart sank. So the contract was never really a choice. Adrian didn’t deny it. He simply looked at her and quietly said, I needed you close enough to keep you alive. Elena closed the door, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that his words had created more questions than answers. She walked toward her bed and noticed something lying on the pillow. A small black envelope. Her pulse immediately quickened as she picked it up. There was no name written on it, only a symbol she didn’t recognize. She opened it slowly and pulled out a single sheet of paper. Her eyes moved across the message, and every trace of warmth disa

She must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.

I grabbed my purse and headed out the door, turning back for my book on the kitchen counter; reading books will forever be my first love. At The Tasty Place Diner I found what might be my new inspiration. He was tall, almost roughed, not too soft. I don’t know what to make of what happened. “Mr. Blackwood,” he had signed my book; who was he? He was light skinned. I usually like men a shade closer to purple. His chest was broad, too broad. Usually my men are slimmer. He had lazy eyes that looked intense just when he needed them to be. Bedroom McDreamy eyes... And he smiled like a humming bird, glorious and slick.

She shivered at his words, legs trembling, but nodded. Because tonight, Emily didn’t want gentle romance. She wanted to be ruined. And Cole looked like he was about to ruin her in ways she’d never recover from.

It’s an old leather-bound book, with a red leather cover and a gold emblem on the front, she turns it to read the spine, “The Parrot and the Hunter. Is this a children’s book or a weird shifter romance novel?” Morpheus laughs, and she sits down and opens it, “Ah, romance novel.” She taps it thoughtfully, “No pictures.” She smiles as Sol flushes and she curls up on the sofa to read, she flips through, “Oh, my apologies, there are pictures.” Sol groans as she takes in the etching of two people clearly fucking each other senseless. “Informative pictures.” Morpheus laughs hard,

My stepdad fucked me senseless… and I loved every second of it. A soft smile played on my lips as I stretched, completely naked under the sheets. The house smelled like coffee and something sweet. I slipped on one of Dean’s oversized t-shirts — the hem barely covering my ass — and nothing underneath. My nipples were already hard again just thinking about him. I padded barefoot down the stairs toward the kitchen, my pussy tingling with every step. Dean was standing at the stove, shirtless in a pair of low-hanging black sweatpants, his tattooed back flexing as he flipped pancakes. The sight of him made my mouth water. He looked so domestic… and so fucking sexy.

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.

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“But someone online recommended a dark romance book and I really want to check it out.” My eyes scanned the shelves, my gaze snagging on a particularly striking cover. It was dark, almost black, with the title splashed across it in stark blood-red letters. “Dark Temptation,” I read aloud, picking up the book. “Is this it?” Pauline leaned in, narrowing her gaze at the cover. “Huh. I’ve seen that one online. It’s pretty popular, actually.” She paused, then shook her head. “But no. I couldn’t read that.”