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He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

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Her touch was soft but demanding, and it was stoking a fire that was burning way too damn hot. I broke the kiss, my voice husky and dripping with need, "You sure about this, Addison? Once we start, there's no turning back." Her eyes bore into mine, fierce and hungry. "Yes, please..." With that green light, all the damn restraint went out the window. I gave in to the passion that had been building up inside me for way too damn long. I surrendered to the hunger that had been gnawing at me. "Fuck," I groaned, "still so tight for me. Your pussy's gripping me like it never wants to let go."

"Thankyou!" "Thank you to you too! Let's go.." She grabbed my hand and then I saw Christian standing in front of his locker. I gestured Lia to wait and I made my way to him. I grabbed his chocolate, the cheesecake and the letter. I poked his shoulder and he turned to me. "Happy Valentine's day, Christian Russo." I smiled as I put all of the things I want to give him right in front of him. "For you.." I said and he shook his head.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

~ Nikki ~ I successfully manage to not destroy this gorgeous piece of furniture, but that doesn’t mean I won’t spontaneously combust, burst into flames and otherwise incinerate this luxurious bedding. Breathing is simply not an option at present. The fiery sensations consuming me are all I can focus on. They blaze through my veins, leaving a sizzling trail in their wake. My inner muscles clutch Jameson’s fingers, not relinquishing their hold on him as I draw out every single ounce of pleasure he’s just given me.

I want to apologize to Anna, I would apologize to her and give her the hot chocolate. Getting to her room, I saw her lying on her kingsized bed reading a novel. “What?!” She turned to me and then glared at me. “I came to apologize with this. You are my stepmother and my late mom’s sister, I shouldn't have been rude to you.” I walked to her presence and then dropped the cup on the bedside table. Then I looked at her, her eyes were in mine and she was already buying everything I said. “Please forgive me.” My eyes softened and it seemed like I was going to cry. Being young grants me the opportunity to do this.

“Me too. I should probably get back to her.” “Right. What’s your full name?” “Nolan Blackburn, Beta.” “I, Lena Hartgraves, reject you, Beta Nolan Blackburn, as my mate.” “I, Beta Nolan Blackburn, accept your rejection.” I feel a pinch in my chest, then nothing. All that I felt for Lena is gone, and I couldn’t be happier about it. Judging by Lena’s smile, she’s happy too. Now, I just have to get inside and fix this mess. Paige stands at the door. I move closer and see tears shining on her face. Oh no.

When we reach the parking lot, I open the door and she shoots me a glare before lifting her gown and stepping in, her aura still brimming with anger. _ _ _ ~ ANASTATIA ~ A baby machine. The thought still clouds my senses. Nothing but a baby machine. Oh, joy! The purpose of marriage is clearly just about reproduction, because who needs love, respect, or mutual understanding? - everything Damien lacks - And, of course, I'm absolutely thrilled to be married to Damien, the love of my life. I mean, who wouldn't adore a guy who's basically a modern-day dictator with a penchant for manipulation?