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the woman whispered, her voice sounding hauntingly human against the mechanical roar of the system. Lyra Thorne stood frozen, her obsidian blade hovering inches from the woman’s chest. She felt the sensory reality of the "Reader"—not as a god, but as a "Consumer." The woman smelled of lavender laundry detergent and the metallic tang of a smartphone. She was the one who had "Subscribed" to Lyra’s pain. She was the reason the Forbidden Forest had been so cold.

His relationships were all short except for Sienna, and he knew all of his exes were with someone now. There was only one female werewolf he hooked up with, but she was now mated to one of the werewolves in another city. The others were humans, and none of them checked the list. Asher's forehead creased in thought. An obsessed stalker was very dangerous and unpredictable. “Do you have any idea who it could be?” “No.” He shook his head and paced the office. “There’s no scent trail, but I feel that someone’s watching me.” "Then we have a serious issue, Asher. Stalkers are never good. Today she is killing your enemies, how long before she starts killing your flings just because they were with y

"Her chapter is over!" --- Three days later, Thalia sat curled on the couch in George’s apartment, a thin blanket around her shoulders. Her phone kept lighting up with notifications. Yulia’s followers had found her comment section. 'Slut.' "Homewrecker." "Ugly. Useless. She deserved it." The words slid under her skin like glass. She dropped the phone face-down and pressed the heels of her hands against her eyes. She still loved Franklin, despite everything, and that was the worst part. She was carrying his child and the wound he left refused to close.

He trailed his finger on my cheeks, stroking it, "You wanted to kill her." "Why would I want to kill her?!" I yelled, "I didn't even know her!" A leathered hand came up and hit my right cheek with such a force that made me stumble back. A yelp escaped me as the burning pain defrayed through my nerves. I just remained inanimated for a while. He had slapped me. Shock settled in me as I stared at him widened eyes. A vague memory I thought I had forgotten of someone hitting me flashed in my vision....

WARNING: this chapter contains descriptions of sexual assault === The room instantly felt too hot and Chloe tried to swallow, her mouth feeling dry. A hand on her naked arm made her jump and she looked up to find Nathaniel towering over her, his eyes lasciviously roaming over her body. “You know, I never found my mate?” Nathaniel suddenly spoke, his voice low. “I searched and searched but after years of disappointment I finally gave up. For a while I was okay with not having a mate, not having a family but as I get older I realise that I can’t run this pack alone and certainly not forever. The pack needs a Luna. We need hope that there is a future…”

"We'll discuss this later. Wait for me in our bedroom." I grin at him. "Yes, sir!" He slaps my ass as I pass by and my heart sings. When Luis is happy, I am happy. When we're happy together so is everyone else. I will do what it takes, kill whomever it takes, to ensure this happiness lasts forever. THE END Keep reading for my bonus novella, Luna & Andres!

We were both consumed by lust, driven by desire to not let this end. “Don't stop.” I breathed when I realised he wasn't moving. “Please.” He grunted, slamming into me so fucking hard that the both of us gasped. My walls clenched around him, feeling entirely too full that I couldn't even think. Jaxon lifted my hips, and the angle had him thrusting into me deeper than before. “Oh my God.” I whimpered, my vision blurred by the mess of my hair. He gave me a slap on my ass, sending a fiery sting across my skin.

Liliana said as she walked towards Xandros with a tray of dessert “It’s almost like we’re living in an endless apocalypse” Xavier seconded Then the reporter gave the correspondent who was live at the funeral of Slater a chance to speak, the man was there at the funeral when he said “And now we’ll give one of the family members an opportunity to speak about a thing of two” Then he gave the microphone to Flora, the same girl from Xandros class. Xandros couldn’t believe Flora was related to Slater, at the same time he got a text from Raphael telling him

"Mr. and Mrs. Fairfield, I'm sorry! I love Michelle with all my heart! I really hope that she can come back to me! I'm willing to exchange my life for hers! "What's the use of having a third-class merit? I just want Michelle to be back!"

The kind that buries pack brothers and sends flowers to their widows. “How dare—” I said, my voice low, rough, like ash and ice. “They dare to attack me? They must think they can take—” I paused, letting the silence stretch like a blade. Then I looked at each of them running off with their injured, one by one, slow and staggering. I watched them like I was choosing coffins. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, thrilled by the scent of blood and fear. My gun wasn’t the only thing that got me excited. “That’s it,” I muttered with a dangerous smirk. “Slyvara, are you okay?”