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What was his name again? My wolf is unsure, but when another comes in, clearly like him… I can’t help but tense. How many devils are there? “You’ve met my brother Declan,” I hear, and turn to see Harlow already on Luc’s lap, the two of them lost in each other. This whole thing is just… Weird. Real weird. Multiple mates. And everyone’s just okay with it, especially the males? What a concept. I sit in an armchair as a female comes around with a tray of drinks. I take two and throw them back quickly, giving her the empty glasses. The warm liquid coats my throat and settles into my gut, and I think it’s bourbon.

Whenever I open my eyes I see him, I see the blood. No, it’s real, jumping up I lean over the toilet and start to throw up again. Everything is still blurry, and while I can hear him saying my name again it sounds like I’m under water. When I’m convinced enough that I won’t be sick again I move back. “Raven, open your damn eyes!” Opening my eyes I see Grayson, his face is in front of mine. “What happened?” “You’re back?” Are they actually back? “What? Yes, Raven, what happened?”

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession • His Luna Returns, So I Left with His Baby > Please add this book to your library and leave a review if you’re enjoying it 💖

I felt said brother stirring beside me and went back to reading the note before he snatched it from me. Dear Twins, If you haven’t figured it out, this book is a fairytale rewrite of Robin Hood and a mature reverse harem book. Reverse harem means one female and multiple males, and in the end, the female gets all of them instead of having to choose. Don’t come looking for me, or you will just ruin the story. Though you have to at least try a bit because it’s expected. I’ll be at the castle trying to steal the treasure while you take on the train. What is going to happen at the castle? Well, you’ll find out soon enough. If I just tell you the story, it will ruin all the surprises. I will tell

Damien voiced out his theory and demand for an answer with his eyes glaring and observing the woman countenances as if her mood will change, and then he will catch her up in her lies. But the woman is so smart, she was mind reading their thoughts except for one person who she endeavours to mind read, but she received a backfire, and then she turns to look at him. He is no other one than Musk the Alpha of Redmond pack, is he a demon or a witch? Probably no. Damien draws out his sword from it sheath and strides toward her hastily.

"This is actually a reverse harem novel. There are two romance routes in this story—one where Evelyn finds herself with Rafael, and another where she ends up with Xavier. You're the shared female antagonist in both routes," the system explained. I was at a complete loss for words. "Bet you didn't see that coming, didn't you?" I took a deep breath, then another. "System," I said. "Yes, I'm here." "Can I request to blow up this godforsaken world right now?" I gritted out.

What an incredible lady! Elise gave them a look, forcing the three to snap out of their stupor and they shook their heads immediately. Daniel cleared his throat while Derek coughed twice to hide their embarrassment. “We’ll return soon with the warrant, Mr. Azael, Mr. Reuel,” Daniel said. “Sure. You’re welcome anytime.” Reuel replied as he stood up and Azael followed suit immediately. Elise’s eyes instantly went to Azael’s white shoe. She couldn’t brush off the strange feeling that kept popping in her heart. But she couldn’t grasp it accurately, making her frustrated. Something was wrong. She was overlooking something. But she couldn’t decipher what.

Every slow drag of her hand, every bead of precum she smeared down his length, every tiny shudder that ran through him—he wanted it branded under my skin. Brianna’s other hand slid up under his shirt, raking nails lightly across his stomach. His abs contracted hard under her touch. A low, rough sound slipped out of him then, not quite a groan, more like a stifled curse, and I felt it land somewhere deep between my legs, hot and sudden and humiliating. I hated him for it. I hated her for it. I hated myself most of all.

In the end, it all circled back to the same problem. "Our laws are pretty simple. Mostly they involve don't tell anyone about us and marry a wolf." "Or two. Or more. Kind of makes me wonder if I wouldn't be better off with the vampire. I get the impression he probably has a harem of women." The wolf in her head growled. "I'd probably only have to deal with him a few times a week, if that." His eyes widened. "You can't be serious. You'd choose a bloodsucker over your own kind?"