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Before I could finish bathing, Sean entered while holding a torch. He fixed the torch to the wall, then walked toward me slowly. His burning gaze felt as if it could melt my body. I could not help but tremble lightly. The wolf man was nowhere near as strong as Sean, yet even in my past life, I nearly lost it to his torment. I felt like I might die in bed if it were with Sean. He pulled me into his arms with domineering force, even as I was still worrying. His body was hotter than the spring water, making my body weak under the scorching heat.

“You are heir to more than Sterling blood. You are heir to the forgotten throne. Heir of the goddess cast aside.” Her throat tightened. “No… I’m just—” “You are the flame reborn,” the spirit interrupted, voice fierce. “And the world will bow. Ash to ash. Fire to fire. You will rise, or you will burn.” The fire surged higher, enveloping her in light. She felt heat course through her veins, fierce but not destroying. It was power. Claiming her. Becoming her. Tears blurred her vision. “I can’t—” “You already are,” the spirit whispered. “Queen of the Ashes. Heir of the Forgotten Goddess.”

“Is that what this has all been about? You disrupted my wedding and kidnapped me, bringing me here so you could feel important and rub it in my face that you killed my family.” Sergio didn’t speak. “You let me believe I was nothing. Then you chained me to your side, gave me knives, maps, riddles... like I was a pawn in some twisted game.” He finally stepped forward. “You are simply here as payment for a debt owed to my family... You were never a pawn I chose.” “Then what am I?” she asked bitterly. He looked at her sadly. “You're the queen that was never meant to rise.” ************************************************** Suddenly, the manor’s alarm pierced the quiet.

Hello! Welcome to the 7th instalment in the Queen Among series line-up, the first half of the God's Saga. Before diving in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and events in this book is dependent on having read books one to six before this, beginning with A Queen Among Alphas. Each book in the God's Saga series (even the spin-offs) meticulously ties into the other books. While I welcome all readers to join these characters on their journeys and even encourage them to continue on with the next generation series releasing in 2025, I want readers to be able to have the reading experience they deserve, and reading this book before the others will impede that from

Chapter 2️⃣ ❤️ A Lie in the Dark ❤️ Lynn let out a slow, tired sigh that made the golden crown on her head seem heavier than it looked. She leaned forward a little on the throne, her calm eyes sweeping across the room full of tense, frightened clan leaders, each one pretending not to glance at the black scorch where the goblin chief’s body still smoked.

She mumbled making my lips twitch. “Men do not have beautiful eyes.” I pointed out. “But their lips are beautiful when they release a smile.” She retorted pecking them. “You are the reason for them.” I whispered with sleep consuming me slowly. “I better be.” She warned and snuggled still laying over me before we both let the sleep consume us. *Counil’s Pov* “We can see that you are having a difficulty with ruling Agatha.” Elder one uttered glancing at Vali, the King of the Tanika which is the second best Kingdom after Agatha and the new ruler of Agatha.

Book #1: The Alpha King Ugly Bride Book #2: His Forbidden Mate Book #3: The Alpha King Runaway Bride Book #4: The Alpha King's Last Wish. Please read in this order This is the last book of the series. Thank you for staying around for it. Attention!! For distinction purposes, the slave army will be referred to as slaths in this book. Thank you for staying around this long. Happy reading. Three months ago "Fada!" Lyon called, running down the stairs to where King Xavier stood beside his carriage, which had just brought him home. Queen Mia followed behind the little boy with a smile, holding the baby boy in her hand.

"That's why I'm paying you and not doing it myself." "Counselor." Delia's voice had gone flat and careful. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you were trying to get somebody killed." I watched the black water. I thought about the pages I was not sending, the ones with a small pressed insignia in the corner of the paper stock, a crown, the St. James mark my father had used out of habit or fear or some horrible loyalty, the pages that would have hung a different king. I'd photographed every page in the tower and sat up three nights sorting them the way a surgeon sorts tissue: this stays, this goes, this touches Malik and therefore burns. I had built a knife that cut in exactly one direction.

Beverly says coldly. “And stay away from the new Alpha.” Then she leaves. Tears blur my vision. My room melts into a swirl of colors. I throw my books off the bed and collapse onto my pillow, crying. I’m pathetic. I’m weak. The Alpha is right. No wolf will ever want my children. The thought makes me cry harder. I turn onto my back. And suddenly I feel something strange. A presence. I open my eyes. My curtains are open. And standing outside my window—