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“Well, it says it’s a sign of it, anyway. Darkness and light must always be in perfect balance. Nothing can ever be too powerful – it needs to have something, a failsafe. No, a weakness would be a better way of putting it, I guess.” “Like Achilles’s heel?” Mumbled Skye, still staring intently at the back of the book. “Yeah, exactly like that. I think,” I grinned, suddenly flooded with humour and hope, despite the situation. It all seemed so ridiculous. I was studying witchcraft, with my friend, a vampire, and my boyfriend, a werewolf. “I can’t say I’ve read up on it recently. But he was invulnerable to wounds or pain, except for that one tiny part of him: his heel. And the black smudge is pa

Dimitri Volkov is the Ice Prince of the Bratva—cold, calculating, and utterly untouchable. Nikolai Petrov is the Demon of the Syndicate—volatile, unpredictable, and obsessed with one thing: destroying Dimitri. For three years, their war has painted the city red. When a fragile truce is called, they meet on neutral ground at the Colosseum, an underground theater built for blood. But the meeting is a trap, and they're ambushed by a rival gang looking to take them both out. Forced to fight back-to-back to survive, they escape—barely. In the aftermath, something dark and dangerous begins to grow between them. The hatred is still there, but now it's laced with obsession, with desire, with a

Then we'll have a chance to find his weakness. 'What might his weakness be?' 'Money,' Lily answered immediately. 'All his money!' Caleb added calmly, 'Not just money. His empire. He has a secret offshore trust fund. That is the real core of his business empire. What we need is control of that fund.' I gasped. What kind of children were these two? 'Mommy, just do as we say,' Caleb comforted me. "First of all, you need a new phone that cannot be tracked.'

Lucas demanded. Amelia let go of the doorknob and crossed her arms. “Actually, I want both a breakup and a rejection. So can you just accept my decision? I’m just an omega anyway, right?” Amelia said. Lucas’s teeth ground together in rage. “You’re breaking up with me? And who are you to decide that?” he snapped. “You’re asking who I am?” Amelia replied coldly. “I’m the daughter of Antonio—the beta and gamma who saved the entire Crescent Moon Pack. So just accept my rejection and let the Moon Goddess give you your fated mate.”

I should have just come down, eaten with the pack, and faced Abigail. “How long has he been fighting it?” I whispered, staring down at the sink. “I can’t imagine how tiring it must be.” Hera stepped closer, leaning her hip against the counter, her shoulder brushing mine, and I jerked back, eying her with caution. “For a long time. But he is stronger now than he was at the beginning, and gets stronger every day.” Her tone was matter-of-fact, and I admired her confidence. “I couldn’t imagine surviving doing what he does. It would break me.” I said, placing my cup down on the marble countertop.

It was evident that he conveniently disregarded my explicit statement that this rogue was different and nothing like the rogues who lived just beyond our pack territory. Those rogues living there were weak, almost devoid of their wolf instincts. Even if a whole group of them would have attacked Gamma Raymond and his men, they wouldn't have escaped unscathed from the warriors. However, this lone rogue had managed to take down all the men, leaving them with life-threatening injuries. "I made myself clear, Roman. This rogue was distinct, and definitely not part of that community," I stated calmly, my fingers tapping irritably on my thighs. The rest of the men around the table remained silent, g

He pulled me into a hug and that was the first time I had ever seen him as vulnerable as I was even though he tried not to show it. “He’s going to be find Sienna. He’s an Alpha, but you have to give me an answer. Are you injured in any way?” this time his voice sounded firm than it did when he first spoke. “I’m fine.” I took a step back to show him knowing if I didn’t he wasn’t going to believe me. He may be the strongest warrior in our pack but I was started to think that he might just be the softest guy as well. I raised my hands to a height when I felt a throbbing pain on my elbow. As if sensing my discomfort, his eyes darted around till it landed on the spot even though I tried to hide i

Merrick muttered, his voice low only for Hero, but Ophelia heard it. “I’ve never felt better,” Hero said, stretching his arms over his head. Laura’s power healed the broken rips and wounds on his abdomen. He could feel the phantom of the pain where his shoulder dislocated, earlier a boulder fell from a collapsing house shattering his bones. Laura undid the damage with her healing powers.