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He chuckled as Ryker gave him the stink eye. “Ryder, I...” Ryle started. “I love you Ryle Seraphina RedFang,” he quickly said, “You are my soulmate. I know you wanted to wait a little while, but I don’t, please do me the ultimate honor and agree to be my mate, my Luna, my Sunshine, my wife. Will you marry me?” He asked and opened the box, there nestled was a four-carat pear shaped ring with one and half carat pear shape stones pointing in the same direction. He decided not to go with the traditional white color for the stones, he found a perfect shade of yellow. He pulled out the ring and held it up to her. “The three stones represent our past, present and future.” He told her.

"What are you doing here, kid?" Officer Daniel Miller didn't look up from the stacks of ledger paper as I walked into the precinct's back office. The room smelled of stale coffee and gunpowder. On the desk sat a pile of tributes—thick envelopes of cash, expensive watches, and gold rings—sent by families across the Syndicate for the "Red Savior." The person who was going to walk into the Abyss so their kids didn't have to. "Just taking a look at the price of a soul," I said, my voice sounding like gravel.

ILANA. The Blood Moon Festival came five days too early. On the third evening, the moon bathed its eerie, crimson glow over the Nightshade Pack. This was an event rarely experienced and considered by the pack to be a sign from the Moon Goddess, hastening the fate of two destined mates. The pack was in an uproar of joyful frenzy. The whole of the pack square hummed with excitement, as though even the air vibrated in anticipation. I faltered at the door to Rana's small cabin and brushed off invisible lint from the pale blue dress that Rana had lent me for tonight. "Rana, are you sure about this?" I asked, trying to keep the nerves from edging my voice.

I stated confidently. "Ms. Lawyer, you can reserve your confidence for later and go freshen up, OK,? I have business to attend to," he replied, walking away and asking his guards whether they had taken the person he was about to beat to the Red room. I went inside and asked Kendy to make me some coffee, which she brought me a few seconds later before I went to take a shower. "I hope you enjoyed your day," she said, smiling at me. I have been curious about the Red Room since Luis threatened to take me there, but fear has kept me from exploring the mansion much.

“Psst! Enough. You’re making me embarrassed. I’m just curious about it, okay? It’s popular, so I bought it. But I didn’t know it had so many bed scenes. If I had known, I wouldn’t have bought it.” “You don’t need to explain. It’s normal,” Katleya said, still chuckling. “No, it’s not. But since I’ve already started it, I might as well finish it,” Red said, clearly lying. The truth was, it was one of his favorite books. Beyond its genre, it offered lessons on the strength of friendship. “What book in the series are you on?” Katleya asked. “Six. Miguel Montevista,” Red replied, his voice tinged with embarrassment.

It was passion made manifest. "Leela," Fennigan pulled back slightly, gasping, his eyes wide. " You're burning." "I know," she whispered, her skin glowing with a flushed, rosy heat. "I feel it." She looked down at her chest. A red light was bleeding through her shirt, brighter than the fire in the hearth. With shaking hands, she unbuttoned the top of the flannel. The empty space at the bottom of the gem clusterwas no longer empty. Born from the heat of their bond and the fire in her own blood, a Ruby had formed. It wasn't solid; it looked like trapped magma, pulsing with a deep, crimson light.

On the day Julius Robles's arch-nemesis, Yvette Silva, is released from prison, I—five months pregnant—am dragged into an alley by a group of street thugs. By the time he finds me, I'm beaten black and blue. I've miscarried, and my uterus has been so severely damaged that it has to be surgically removed. Consumed by rage, Julius severs Yvette's tendons in her limbs, dragging her before me to kneel and beg for my forgiveness. From then on, the underworld kingpin of Marisport washes his hands of the life of crime and devotes himself to doing good. He gets a vasectomy of his own accord and adopts a boy and a girl from the orphanage. "I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, B

I was the biological son the Rhodes family had spent years searching for. Upon our reunion, all I wanted was to feel accepted. I learned to agree with everything they asked of me, no matter how unreasonable it sounded. Whenever they gave me an order, I followed it. I never questioned them. One afternoon, Reagan Rhodes, the boy who had lived as the Rhodes family's son in my absence, glanced at me and snarled in disgust. "You smell awful. Why don't you get inside the sterilization chamber and disinfect yourself?" I turned toward the industrial machine without hesitation. I stepped inside the chamber, closed the door behind me, and started the machine. My mom discovered me before

I think I know who that is. “Is…is that Ryder?” I whisper. I see Julianne nod silently from the corner of my eyes. Under the pale moonlight, Ryder’s coat is the colour of obsidian and a silver streak rides his tail. He is magnificently beautiful. And as he turns to face his pack, I catch a glimpse of his eyes. They are blood red and they glow with a rage that I have never seen before. “What is he doing?” I ask Julianne. Her odd speech from earlier on has been pushed to the back of my mind. We have more pressing matters at hand.

And Marie hopped on the bus. The ride went on for hours, but it still wasn’t long enough. On the final leg of the journey, she found herself glancing longingly at the countryside, at the other passengers, at anything that she could think about wistfully. She did not want to be where she was going to be. She didn’t want to see the original monster. Marie carried a tiny scrap of red hoodie that the police said she could have. It was cut out of the original and hemmed neatly around the edges. No fraying. No sawing of blood and bone and fabric and darling little girls.