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“you will never amount to anything if you do not learn to love. The key that you seek to life is your deepest regret. A close mouth may never get fed but once open famine is farthest away.” I mouth the words out loud as I hear them and once am done it’s like being sucked into a vortex. When I finally blink my eyes open the sun that was behind me is now above me. My chest burns and I turn to the side to cough as I rid myself of its contents. Water spews from my mouth as the yelling pierces my ears. “You have just declared a war on your kind from my own. To kill the mate of an alpha has sentenced me to a horrible death. But don’t worry I will make sure that you reach your end first.” Xander sh

When Rowan Nightshade’s hand struck my face, I did not understand what had happened at first. The sound cracked through the training corridor of Silvermoon Federal Academy. My body tipped to the side, my teeth aching from the force, and for a few seconds all I heard was a dull ringing in my ears. My left cheek went numb, then burned as if molten silver had been poured over it. I covered my face and looked up at him. Rowan Nightshade, heir of the Shadowfang Pack, had slapped me in front of more than a dozen students because I had argued with a transfer girl.

I had only been making payments for two months, yet here she was, handing it over to someone else on a silver platter. The moment Declan accepted the key, his eyes flicked toward the door and caught sight of me standing there, completely exhausted. The key slipped from his hand and fell to the floor as he put on a frightened expression. "I'm sorry, Spencer! I don't want Sienna's gift, so please don't hit me." The rest of the room snapped out of it, instantly stepping forward to shield him. "Try anything today, and see what happens because we're all witnessing this!"

“Yes. Despite the danger, and juggling a new relationship with four men, I’m happier than I’ve ever been, and Jaxon is too. He’s thriving here.” “I knew it!” She almost shrieks, and just like that, I have my sister back. At least for now. “It’s a lot. I’m still coming to terms with it, to be honest, but they’re amazing. They don’t make it as complicated as I expected it would be. “Oh my God, what’s the sex like? Do you all do it separately or…” “Poppy!” I hiss. “They have excellent hearing, you know?” “Oops, sorry,” she drops her voice to a whisper. “But seriously, you need to tell me, because in this book I was reading, they did it every which way you can imagine.”

she trails off Alexander holds a hand up to her silencing her, he stands up and shakes his head “So you are telling me the girl I am in love with is going……..” He stops talking and I see the furious look on Kayla’s face “You WHAT!!!! she screamed at him I had to agree with her she was mated to him and he had just admitted he was in love with my mate. Kayla throws the book at him and storms out the room and Alexander chases after. There was so much I wanted to say to him but he had enough problems on his plate. Picking up the book and flicking through, there are pages on vampires, werewolves, witches even hunters and there was a whole section on Alpha-Lunas separate from the werewolf section.

“You should know that we can never be together. If you were stupid enough to imagine it, kill the thought. You are a slave. My slave for that matter and it can never happen." Olivia knew what he was trying to say but she didn't want to believe it. She didn't want to let go so easily. With a deep breath, Xander said the words that caused her legs to almost give way. “I Alpha Xander Adams, reject you Olivia Stone as my mate." The tears she had been looking for suddenly came, gushing down her face like a river. Was she surprised? No. But she had thought maybe there was a chance. “I won't keep you here. You're freed from me, you can return to your pack today and never come back. Else, you will n

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.

"Barely worth it." "She must've been desperate for you," a female voice chimed in. "Oh, she was dripping before I even touched her." More laughter. "God, she must smell." "Like cheap perfume and poor people," Ashley’s voice cut through. "You'd have to cover her face to fuck her, though?" My chest stopped. Please, no. "I wouldn't fuck Sloane Carter with a gun to my head." The book slipped from my hands. Jar of Hearts. The one he said we'd read together.

Her voice got wistful and trailed off. I scoffed, and apparently out loud. Darcy & Laura came around the corner. “Oh…sorry, we didn’t hear you come in Aurora… we’re almost finished.” “Don’t worry about it, I’m just training with my brother today. No need to rush.” Everyone was always in a rush around me, it was almost as if being around me made them uneasy, but I was never anything other than polite and mostly at times, timid, I preferred to fade into the background. I liked to observe people, for instance, I knew that Darcy’s parents were both omegas, when she turned and was a beta they threw a huge party for her. She likes the color pink probably a little too much, she’s obsessed with my b

Lillie Damon stared out the window of her cabin. The lightning in the midnight sky illuminated the forest on Slaughter Hill. Wind hissed through the forests. Thunder rang with a loud explosion that echoed for miles. She was determined it was a suitable midnight to cast a spell upon her suitor Paul. She went into the shower. Lying down on the counter was a comb that Paul used to comb his hair. Lillie picked up the hair from his comb. Lillie stepped onto the back deck and cleaned the soil off the underside of his loafers. She continued into the backyard and ignited a picture of him and picked up the ashes. She was squatting on the floor with torches all around her. The gleam of the torches pro