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he whispered and I gasped when the door flips open, revealing the light coming from outside. I saw Sylvia in raging fire while her hands formed a circular motion, revealing a reddish halo that seemed like a portal to another dimension. Her eyes blazed with an unholy light, and her voice, once sweet and comforting, now echoed with a dark, menacing tone that sent shivers down my spine. "Get off of my daughter!" she repeated, her voice reverberating through the walls of the cabin. Lycan Steven, as powerful and strong as he was, struggled beneath her supernatural force, his growls and snarls fading into whimpers of defeat.

insisted Carlin. “What do you mean?” asked Vanya, ignoring the look in her best friend’s eyes. Her gaze now fixed upon a group of small succulent plants Carlin put near the window. “You know, there’s nothing wrong with a girl who is aggressive to get a man’s attention,” Carlin suggested with a wink. “Be bold and energetic, Vanya. Get that man’s attention and I’m pretty sure you’ll be his lover in no time.” “You’re insane, Carlin. I can’t risk my life doing that,” sneered Vanya. “He’s always busy and we barely passed each other at the office.”

He plunged the syringe into my neck, injecting the wolfsbane into my bloodstream. It burned, liquid fire in my veins. I fought hard to stay conscious, writhing in agony. “Hunter will find me…” I panted, “…kill you…” “Oh, I’m counting on it, Sylvia. Counting on it. I will rip him limb from limb while you watch. No one takes what is mine.” He kissed me, licking the blood from my lips. “And you will be mine.” ***

resonance fighting to burn through the restraints. ​“I’m stuck, Silas!” she gasped, her eyes turning a dark, stormy violet as she channeled the “Shadow” integrated from the crypt. “The silk… It’s feeding on my power! Every time I flare, it gets tighter!” ​“Don’t flare! Melt!” I commanded. “The silk is water-based, Winnie! Use the telluric heat! Reach for the core, not the sun!”

“You will not retreat, slaves. I, Sylvia Bryson, a Royal vampire, is ordering you!” His timely command indeed helped her to calm that startled crowd, I was flabbergasted to see the power of her voice. Blitzer mimicked vomiting and scoffed. “That’s how she tried to destroy our pack, Zayden. She shouldn’t walk alive out of this war.” My feral side’s determination charged my courage; however, another problem arose, demanding my immediate attention. Sylvia butt naked body garnered unwanted attention from the lycans, it was like they hadn’t seen a woman with plastic before.

They Are Here ♠ DARIUS ♠ I thought having Sylvara in my territory would be entertaining, but I never expected it to be this intoxicating. Every moment around her makes my wolf restless, my chest thrumming with excitement. I want to tease her, to push her until she finally breaks and submits—not just to me but to the bond clawing between us.

With the kiss every little feeling inside him unleashed. [Male lead's favorability rate towards June Weng +20 current favorability rate 50%]

But in the artificial heat of this moment, it only added fuel to the fire. ​"She’s a bottomless pit of need, isn't she?" Silas rasped, his eyes locking onto mine with a challenge that defied blood or brotherhood. ​He didn't wait for a verbal answer. He moved into the narrow space between us, and with a low, guttural grunt of effort, he guided his own length into her, finding the opening she had saved for him. Sienna let out a sound that wasn't human—a high, keening wail of pure sensory overload as she was filled by both of us simultaneously.

She jerks her knees up, spreading her legs wide as an urgent invitation for him to finish what they'd started hours ago. With his hard cock nestled between her steamy pussy lips, Randy raises his body up, breaking the kiss. Their eyes locked in lustful anticipation; he watches his sister's face as his cock glides easily into her slick, welcoming pussy. "Ohhhhhh!" Sylvia moans as her brother's large cock stretches out her pussy. Pushing her ass off the bed to speed his entry, she feels like her whole body is ablaze. When his cock bottoms out and his balls slap against her ass, Randy pulls back and starts pumping in and out of her with a steady rhythm. But Sylvia's beyond wanting steady rhythm

Wrath pulls on his fangs purposefully tearing the skin and allowing the rogues blood to flow more freely while he drinks deep and greedily. It doesn’t take long for the rogue to go limp in Wrath’s arms and a shiver waves through him as he takes the last drop and lets him fall to the floor. Blade watches as his mate’s eyes glow a brighter red, seeming to call to him he steps over the dead rogue sliding his hand on his mate's cheek to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a dominant kiss. As Blade pulls back from his dominant kiss, Wrath breathes heavy rasps, “I’m Wrath, my human is Silas.”