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“I try.” “I can’t pretend to say I know anything about anyone most of the time. My first impressions of Royal though are he’s a man who doesn’t like being told he can’t do or have what he wants. He’s strong-willed and single-minded and can accomplish anything he sets his mind out to do.” “But?”

When Camille’s roommate and best friend Lucia, invites her heartbroken older brother to their apartment for only a month to recuperate, she expects to meet a depressed, quiet and needy ex-lawyer, who lost everything after his heartbreak. However, when Camille meets the drop-dead gorgeous player with a thick British accent when he throws a party at their house, she discovers he is the complete opposite of what she imagined. What happens when Camille finds herself falling hard for the very man she swore to both herself and her best friend, to never feel that way towards. What happens when he makes it extremely difficult for her to resist him and they begin an explicit but forbidden roma

“Do you know why he married you?” Her smile was cruel, her blind eyes staring straight through me. “Because you’re wearing my eyes and he promised to protect them.” My breath caught, but she wasn’t done. She leaned closer, as she whispered in my ears “Face it, Olivia. You’re nothing but my replacement.” Leonard always seemed like the perfect husband, until she woke from her five-year coma and shattered my world with the truth. He married me for my eyes. Eyes that once belonged to her. I should have known his overprotectiveness wasn’t love, it was guilt. And now, with a life growing inside me, I realized I wasn’t just a substitute wife. I was a placeholder in a story that was never mine to

Just the thought made her heart skip a beat, and it seemed almost unbelievable that she had found her own prince, and he truly held the title. That part didn’t matter to her. What mattered was how he treated her, and that he was a good person. He really was Prince Charming, with or without the title, and she couldn’t wait to see him standing at the altar and later dancing with her at their reception. He was determined to make it happen, and she was determined to help him. That was what their relationship was all about. ****** Kit Kyndall is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing contemporary erotic romances. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of

I ask them. “always and forever. Until infinity, if you can add it up there as well,” Landon says and I laugh. united like we once were our lives and fates integrated even before we were born, and we enjoy each other’s presence and love unconditionally. No one and nothing can ever and will ever come between our love, because for us, love is enough and it shall remain so. This is us, the royals of Ridgewood. THE END.

Miguel's POV I got myself up earlier than usual and had my way to the bathroom. I heard that the royalties are coming here to discuss something about the war, which is getting out of hand with the rogue king. We do not particularly like the Central Kingdom but they hold this unknown power and the way they kept everything to themselves is intriguing and their numbers are unknown. What we know is they are smaller in terms of number over the other factions. But they are not to mess with. My father said that exact word as he talks about their arrival last time.

Warning: For matured readers only This story is not for the faint of heart. It’s dark, twisted, and drenched in betrayal, power, and taboo cravings. Triggers & themes include: Age gap, possessive alpha, forbidden love, best friend betrayal, emotional manipulation, dominance, and raw desire. If you want soft, sweet love stories? This isn’t it. But if you’re ready for a ruthless Alpha who doesn’t ask permission and a girl who should’ve known better but couldn’t stay away.. Then welcome to your next addiction. I came for the summer. To relax. To spend time with my best friend. Not to fall into the arms of her father. But the second Alpha Damon looked at me, I knew I was in trouble.

“For now.” The thought made something darkly amused rise inside me. One day, the Longmans would lose power in Belmont. Governments changed. Allies shifted. Presidents fell. Money moved. But royalty, Royalty was a lifetime status. Even if the crown cracked, even if the monarchy stumbled, the name remained a ghost that refused to die. I chuckled softly at the thought as we walked, the sound quiet enough that only Diana could hear it. Diana frowned slightly. “What?” “Nothing,” I said, wiping the expression from my face. “Just… irony.”

“Do you understand what’s at stake?” I didn’t look up. “I understand,” I said, voice low but steady. “But that doesn’t make it right.” Isabella’s look relaxed, just enough to unsettle me. “Right doesn’t matter here. The crown comes first. Love… loyalty… even courage… none of it matters if the country falls.” “I’m not afraid of losing the kingdom,” I whispered, though a flicker of doubt gnawed at me. “I’m afraid of losing him.”

She added hesitantly. Ordinary witches weren't powerful and could perform only basic spells. I knew a little about them. Like in the werewolf world, weak witches were looked down upon and didn’t have high social status, living their lives like ordinary people. I could sense her fear of rejection and of being looked down upon. "I'm an Omega wolf." I replied, hoping to make her feel good, and it did work. She relaxed. "You know, Royal Academy provides great opportunities to people like us. I want to get a good job after graduating from here." She stated.