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Something inside her fractured as she read those words. She barely recalled the hours that passed a haze of wine, the sound of a wineglass shattering against the kitchen floor, and humiliation rising in her like an unwelcome guest. To be discarded was one pain, but to be publicly replaced was another agony altogether. Her apartment suffocated her with its memories- Aidan's scent lingering in the air, his books haunting her shelves. She did what any heartbroken woman would do. She go dress to kill. A black satin gown that draped to the floor, a daring slit grazing her thigh.

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Because she was only trying to respect the wishes of her future Luna and Princess, and I still needed her help. This revelation provided me with the perfect opportunity to begin getting my little mate acquainted with the world she had been fated to, simply by being my mate. A world it turns out, she was already secretly attracted to. Among the archives I had brought with me from the Royal library, I had brought some diaries converted into a form of novels. They were from some of the most historic Lycan leaders. And with them, their epic love stories. Stories detailed much like an erotica fictional novel. Perfect material, to teach my princess without the pressures of reality crashing down ar

I asked. “Another one of his historical smuts.” Henry replied, raising his voice to grab Ron’s attention. “This is fine historical literature not smut.” I snorted at that. “Fine historical literature my ass.” Henry said. Hen was right. I had once searched for a book in Ron’s vast library that did not involve a Duke being wickedly seduced by a temptress or a Highlander spilling his seeds into a moaning fair maiden and had not found any. Not that I was complaining, they were quite educative.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

“What do you want me to say, Aela?” “That Finn is Aidan Sr.’s by-blow?” “By-blow?” Inessa repeated, her brow puckering. “His illegitimate child,” Aoife answered. “I need to get you hooked on historical romance next.” Despite myself, interest hit me. “You like romance books?” “Yes. We do,” was Inessa’s retort, but I sensed her bristling ahead of schedule. I raised my hands in surrender, because even though I wanted answers, I wasn’t a total bitch. Even if romance books hadn’t been my jam, I’d never give them crap about that. Someone’s taste was their taste, and I celebrated that.

Charles thought to himself, "Ancient romance novels? What the hell is that?" Charles, who had never read novels before, fell deep into thought. He decided to consult the people in the Handsome Men Group for help. Charles asked, "My wife said that she likes to read ancient romance novels. What is this?" Cyrus replied, "It's the same thing as those novels earlier, but the context is shifted from modern to ancient times. The male protagonist's role will then shift from a domineering CEO to an emperor, prince, general, or something like that."

Chapter 7: Rose: Sean helped move all my belongings into another room and brought food up to dine with me. I think he was trying to guard me without letting me know he was… it didn’t matter to me how independent i was any longer. I was grateful for his company and realized I still needed a strong man to help me. As I sipped my tea trying to calm my nerves before bed, I couldn’t help observing Sean from under my lashes. Tonight I suffered quite a fright, but it also woke something inside of me that I didn’t know was there…. lust. Not for the drunkard that tried to take what wasn’t his, but the act itself that something so hard looking could feel soft when pressed between my folds. Luckily he

she decided, needing a distraction from the silence. She changed into a soft, sleeveless beige knit dress that fell to her mid-thigh. She got comfortable in the center of her large bed, propping her laptop on a pillow and scrolling through a streaming service, her boredom making her restless. She needed something immersive. Her cursor hovered over a popular, steamy historical drama known for its explicit scenes. “Perfect,” she chirped, clicking play.

Then she remembered- while she was exploring her room, she had seen one of the cupboards that had books in it, and she went in search of one. She found a few titles and decided to stick to some historical romance she found, about the Comanche warriors and blood moons, Texans, war and the Prairie. It was just as she sat down that she heard Charity's familiar knocking pattern. Pulling open the door, she saw her friends and ushered them in.