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The best part of my day is refreshing GoodNovel and D****e and reading all the comments, especially because it allows me to interact with you guys. That being said. Writing this story was so gratifying, brought me so much joy, that I’m also not ready to leave that behind. So I am thrilled to announce my new story, “SUBMISSION 101,” a Professor/Student romance which dropped on November 26th on GoodNovel and D****e. It has about 10 times more smut than this book tho, so reader's discretion is strongly advised! Once again, thank you for reading, commenting, gifting and leaving gems!

Let me know! ps2: I'm coming up with a spicier and crazier book soon so always check my page here on Goodnovel and F* for updates ❤️❤️See y'all soon.

~~~ Hello dearest readers, I'm happy to announce that this story is now live on Goodnovel and can be found under my profile or via the following link: https://m.goodnovel.com/book_info/31000706488/Werewolf/My-Mafia-Mate-Escaping-the-Alpha?shareuser=58595792&ch=apps&channelCode=GNFX00004 I hope that you enjoy this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Lots of love Kristi

HEY READERS!!! I have a good news. My story was featured on Goodnovel's instagram page for the next best books to read. I have a good gem ranking which keeps dropping and rising. So... Do you all know what it means? It means that I have a good ranking in the ongoing CEO and ME contest. I am so happy :) This excitement is the reason for the delay in today's chapter. Hehe! I can't stop thinking about this. Thank you so much to all of you. You really made this possible by giving me gems, reading the book and leaving reviews about it. This truly helped me out. I really love you all for this!

"Good." The End

And Alex’s love for Amara had long crossed the line where reason ended. ******* Across the city, Roland zipped up a worn leather jacket and walked into a dim motel room that smelled of smoke and cheap cleaning spray. He closed the door with his foot while counting the money in the envelope freshly handed to him. It was more than he expected. Enough to make him grin. On the bed lay a gun—sleek, black, cleaned so well it almost reflected the TV light flickering in the background. He picked it up, weighed it in his hand, then pressed a slow kiss to the metal.

A few days after the New Year’s Eve proposal at A51 Mall, the event went viral. Videos and pictures flooded every social media platform, and the comment sections exploded with excitement. "Oh my!" "A diamond as big as a bird’s egg, a hundred thousand dollar screen, and fireworks lighting up the sky? What kind of fairy tale romance is this? A51 Mall really knows how to do romance right!" "Ladies, tag your man. He needs to take notes!" I chuckled bitterly as I scrolled through the comments. If only they knew that the stars of this “proposal of the century” were a cheating scumbag and a rich girl wannabe, I wonder what they’d think then.

Everett scooped up a hammer from the floor, glaring daggers at the guy with specs. "Utter one more peep, and believe me, I'll crack your skull open." The cabin went dead quiet, except for the guy's bitter, ragged breathing. Annie peeked out from behind Everett, grinning like the cat that got the cream, and gave her haul of designer goodies an extra little flaunt. She snuggled up to Everett and, as she breezed by me, murmured, "Thanks a bunch for hanging tight, Daniela."

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

Once a rising star in the tech world, she fell from grace almost overnight. She sold her mansion and luxury cars, yet it still wasn’t enough to cover her massive debts. Eventually, her ID was seized by the court, turning her into someone who couldn’t even take a high-speed train. To escape her creditors, Susie stowed away on a deep-sea fishing vessel. In the stinking ship cabin, she worked eighteen hours a day. Her hands were cut and bleeding from the fishing nets, but at least she had food and lodging and could earn a meager wage.