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I searched the werewolf research database on my phone for a while, hunting for anything I could find on one sided mate bonds or small wolf forms. When my search was once again fruitless — as I should have known it would be — I switched to those paranormal romance stories I found that first night after I met Taryn. I needed something to distract me from the ache caused by our distance. I’d had to weed through a lot of terrible books, but I eventually found a few authors who seemed to know what they were writing about. Maybe those authors are supernaturals in disguise. I lift my phone and tap the button that snoozes my alarm, setting it back down on my chest all without even opening my eyes. B

"Uhm...is it wrong for me to say I'm fascinated with this world and the people living in it so I...I wish to stay?" Oh dear... I didn't see that coming. *** Author's Note: My supernatural romance book, Sanctum, is available for purchase on Amazon in ebook and paperback formats. Please support me by buying the paperback and leaving a review on Amazon and Goodreads. I would greatly appreciate it. xoxo JMFelic

What are you planning? "Bring me two million, and I'll help you nail her." I stared at Summer. "Otherwise, I'll keep taking her money. "When you're making deals with the devil, you stand with whoever pays more.” "Goddamn it, Mark! One day, money's going to get you killed!"

believed that the only way for us to be able to rebuild our population, was by producing children with the vampires and mages. And now, she has been told that her ex Alpha is looking for a hybrid bride. “I know mother, but unfortunately we didn’t have a seer telling us it was our only option at the time” I pointed out. “Hah! Quite frankly I’m amazed the Alpha even entertained the idea of approaching a seer in the first place!” “Perhaps that will give you an idea of how desperate we are” I replied gently. Her eyes softened. She moved back to the table and sat down. After taking a breath she turned back to me. “I can’t say I’ve heard anything from the other lone wolves. I’m unusual in the way

And the girls who had been counting with Sara lost their focus first as their eyes pulled toward Darius and Rylan automatically, the way eyes did when something newer and more interesting entered a space. Sara felt it before she even fully turned around. That was her gift… she always knew when the room had moved on without her. And the second she spotted Darius and Rylan moving further into the space with that unhurried, unbothered energy they both seemed to carry without even trying, I saw her face shift into something I recognized immediately. Want. Calculation. And underneath both of those — annoyance, because I was standing right next to them.

The basement was quiet except for our breathing. "Still think we're immature?" Mitch murmured. I laughed, weak and satisfied. "You're still idiots." "Your idiots," Hans corrected, and I didn't argue. My body still hummed with aftershocks, and the knowledge of what we had just done. I had just allowed my three younger sinfully loaded Stepbrothers fuck me in the best way ever. And I didn't regret any single moment of it. If anything, I wanted a second round with all three of them making love with me like I was the only person that mattered. This was definitely going to be the best thanksgiving ever.

“You need answers. And if you tell me, I’ll find a way to help you, brother.” He was right. I did need answers. But Saraphina came first. “I’ll tell you everything you want to know. Please, just help her,” I said, my voice falling from cold to fearful. She was turning paler with every passing minute. “I want to… but I need to know what happened.” “Damien, you’re a demon. If you touch her, shouldn’t you be able to see it?” He looked at me, face unreadable. “I sensed the darkness around you, Lucian... but she is the darkness.” For the first time, there was fear in his eyes.

he countered, eyebrows raised. "I asked first," I shot back. "If you're embarrassed about making out on your first day, don't be. It's just me," Bobby said with a smug grin. "We weren't making out, Bobby," Daniel jumped in before I could respond. "She wants to see the school ghosts." "Then what's with the hand-holding?" Bobby asked, nodding toward our now-separated hands. "Protection from the supernatural," Daniel replied. "What do you mean?" Bobby asked, his head tilting slightly, tone shifting to something more serious.