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“Probably because they’re mostly written by women who’ve experienced rejection in real life, and they write their dreams of becoming powerful.” “But then they almost always take the bastard who rejected them back,” I countered. “That’s the mate bond. It’s how it works. Besides, I’m not reading a werewolf novel at the moment.” Nate and Kam had come in by then. “So, what kind of novel are you reading?” Nate asked. “It’s a forbidden love story,” she answered. I glanced at Kam, and we smirked. “So, is she underage, or are they related?” he asked.

“You mistreated me, accused me and then insulted my mom, just to protect me from those bloodsuckers. Where did you read this flop romance novel’s plot? I never imagined that you could be a hopeless man in romance. The person I admired was a strong, noble man who knew how to defend his pack. You’re not that Alpha Zayden Ellsworth with whom I fell in love.” I shuffled away from him and got up to leave, Zayden wrapped his arms around me from behind. “That mighty Alpha Zayden can get scared for his love, Helly. I’m ready to suffer until my death, but no one is allowed to think bad about you.” His warm embrace made my knees wobbly; I was melting with his addictive body heat. Why was he so delicio

He actually laughed hard, like I had just told the funniest joke in the world. I glared at him, anger flaring hot in my chest. “What is funny? What the hell is funny about what I’m talking about right now?” He tried to stop, but another chuckle escaped. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry — it’s just… Aida? Ezekiel’s girlfriend?” He shook his head, still grinning. “Nyla, you’ve got it all wrong.” I crossed my arms, refusing to let go of my irritation. “Then explain it to me, because right now I feel like an idiot.”

“When will I stop learning new things about my parents... and myself? When can I just be Leera and live that normal life I wanted?” This time he throws his head back and laughs, causing me to cross my arms and scowl at him. “And what exactly is so funny?” “Baby, I hate to break it to you, but normal is long gone. You're a werewolf. Your mate is an NHL player. Your favorite teacher is a witch,” he says to each one while counting his fingers to drive it home. “I'm afraid that ship has sailed.” And damn him if he's not right. Things could easily be worse, though, even when you throw the kidnapping situation into the mix. I could hate my college roommate, hate college, not have Roman. The last o

“But with you? It’s like something inside me woke up.” My lips parted. “What are you?” He held my gaze. “We’re not just high school hockey players, Naeva. We’re not just boys with attitude problems and perfect teeth.” He smiled faintly at that. “You’re not just human. And neither are we.” I pulled my hand back slowly, blinking hard. “You’re serious.” “I’ve never been more serious in my life.” The hallway light buzzed above us. The door to the locker room cracked open, and I heard Camden’s voice inside. He was yelling at someone—River, maybe.

Their journey is filled with obsession, painful secrets, scorching tension, and the kind of love that burns everything down before it can rebuild something stronger. Writing their story reminded me that sometimes the most dangerous collisions are the ones that save us. To every reader who loves morally gray heroes, strong heroines who refuse to bend, and romances that hurt before they heal this one’s for you. Thank you for taking this ride with me. I hope Lucien and Ariana leave tire marks on your heart. Buckle up. It’s going to be a wild one. With gratitude and adrenaline, Mel ~Ariana Cross~ I was late again.

"Now go write your dark, possessive heroes. Make them hot and dangerous enough to earn that redemption arc." I laughed. "That's not how it works." "It's exactly how it works. Romance novel 101. A boy does bad things, the boy suffers, the boy grovels and the girl takes him back." She winked. "Easy." I watched her walk away, her bright hair bouncing, her laughter trailing behind her like confetti. The boy does bad things, suffers and grovels to the girl. Victor didn't strike me as the groveling type.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

“And Evelyn? Wear whatever makes you feel like the filthy little obsession you are.” I left his office on unsteady legs, my thighs were filled with dried juice while I clutched the leather book like a dirty secret.That night in my dorm, I read the marked passages slowly, touching myself the entire time. The words blurred with my own fantasies, his fingers, his voice and the way he had commanded my orgasm like he already owned it.