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"It's okay, son. So, what's the good news? She's looking quite amazing and you two need to explain yourselves, otherwise, your old man is gonna be calling 911 right away." They laughed. Moments later, a brief silence encompassed the room. Then shortly after Mr Murphy excused them and went back into his room. To him, he saw every reason to begin a new chapter - a new page of intimacy; even though they already have more than what is necessary to make them compatible and their chemistry was hot enough to burn down a laboratory to ruin. For he has been a single parent and a lonely man without a woman over the decade - of course, he can't deny the sweetness of being together with the person you t

They demonstrate an unparalleled level of commitment and love for their children, serving as both nurturers and providers, often sacrificing their own needs and desires for the sake of their family. Moreover, single parents draw their strength from the unbreakable bond they share with their children. In the face of adversity, it is their children's laughter, their hugs, and their unwavering love that serve as beacons of hope, motivating single parents to persevere through the darkest of times.

Back when they were young, they had shared a passionate, unforgettable romance, only to be forcibly separated. Now, years later, fate had brought them back together. She was a single mother. He had a family. And yet, here they were.

I’ve just released a new book titled “Married to My Father’s Enemy.” It follows Ikkohafina and her dangerously captivating husband—her father’s best friend, turn enemy, now her husband. A forbidden, intense, erotic, slow-burning story filled with tension, desire, spicy bedroom actions, and everything in between. If you loved No Saints, you will definitely love this one. I’ll be attaching a free chapter for you to read and enjoy. If it pulls you in (and I know it will), don’t hesitate to go search for the full book and dive deeper into their story.

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My eyes went to Ryan, who nodded as if he was telling me that I could share anything with him. "You love your father the most?" he asked. I nodded with a mild smile. "He is my hero. Believe me, Ryan, when I say being a single parent is not easy, especially when you can't tell people about your mate or who pregnant you." I mumbled, noticing how his body flinched upon hearing me. His face and eyes show immense guilt.

“There are mostly romance novels if you like the genre. When I was little, the bookshelves were triple stacked. I bought only the ones I could remember.” “I don’t understand…” "This is the house I grew up in, my parents’ house. They sold it when they divorced. Back then, I swore I’d buy it back, and last week I did. It took great effort to try to make it resemble my memories as much as I could."

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

Together. Months later, on a night with no crisis and no drama, James brought me to the bookstore restaurant again. The one with the mismatched chairs and the books on the walls. He’d reserved the table by the window. The rain was falling soft outside. “I don’t have a ring,” he said before I could panic. “I’m not asking you to marry me. I’m not asking you for anything except this. Dinner. Tonight. With me. Because I like you, Aria. I like who you are when you’re not scared. I like who you are even when you are scared. I like your daughter and her paper flowers and the way you make coffee like it’s gonna fight back.”