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I stood there for a moment, letting the night wrap around me. I should feel relieved. I should feel free. The contract was ending. I could go home. Back to my life. But I didn’t feel free. I felt sad. It made no sense. I was supposed to want this. I’d told myself this was what I wanted—to get out. To be done. But now, all I could feel was the hollow pit in my chest. Aleksander always wore the perfect mask. The successful billionaire. The polished heir. The one who took over and built something bigger. But underneath it all—there was something else. Something corrupt. Something criminal.

Now, each of them was kneeling, one more submissively than the other. Tired of wasting time, Simon waved his hand. Three bodyguards stepped forward. They grabbed all three of them and dragged them into the abandoned factory. Not long after, their screams echoed from inside. The metallic scent of blood seeped through the tightly shut doors. Even I couldn't help but shiver at this. "Ms. Esmeray, Mr. Stewart would like to meet with you," Simon said. His tone was polite once again as he invited me back into the car.

"What do I need love for? I was the cruel Alpha and I could get anyone that I wanted with just a snap of my fingers. "We are eliminating everyone and When I said everyone, I meant ever..yon..e.." I growled.

Unfortunately, I wasn't able to find the answers that will satisfy my curiosity. I was about to turn off my laptop, when a link popped up on my screen. Without any hesitations, I opened it. There were only few words listed on this page. It says that there is an unknown author who wrote a mysterious book which contained everything about death, clock birthmarks, soul mates and ill-fated relationships. I spent time searching for it. The title of the book is Hidden and just like it's name, it was nowhere to be found. My mom and dad also accompanied me to the clinic where Callie used to check up but Dr. Alvidarez was no longer there. Same goes to Dr. Montressor.

I tried to reach up, wanting to grip his broad shoulders or ruffle his hair, but the heavy ropes held my wrists firmly to the wood. "Please... untie me," I breathed against his lips when he finally paused for air. "Nope," he smirked, his eyes flashing with a wicked, dangerous gleam as he looked down at my ruined state. "I'm keeping you right where you are." He walked back, his flexed, muscular frame moving with a terrifying, sexy confidence that made my throat dry. He pulled off his dark luxury trousers, his massive, rigid shaft popping free, fully hard and thick with heavy veins. He picked up a condom from the nightstand, tearing the wrapper with his teeth and rolling it onto his length.

And she was doing nothing to stop him. By what did that make her though? A pathetic weakling creature? Or just a normal human being? Jane suddenly went stiff feeling his mouth latched onto her bare breast as he kept kneading the other one with his hand. She opened her eyes with a jerk as the gravity of the situation again hit her. Right now, she was trapped under Adrian and he was again about to take her against her consent because of his twisted desire. The obsession he named love. His eyes were again back to their own self. Dark but somehow manic too—frenzied, out of control.

Sequel to 'Amidst Chaos' but can be read as a stand-alone also. Happy Reading! I watched the people around me having a good time as I kept chugging on drink after drink to drown my sorrows and pain. It was a little early to be drinking at a bar but I didn't give a shit. I could see people giving me weird stares at my attire. I mean, of course, it wasn't normal to see a guy dressed in a tux at a bar, drinking like a maniac, at this time of the day.

he asked calmly. So calm, it made them tremble harder and fed the beast within him. “We all did, sir,” one spoke, stumbling over his words. “We were on duty.” “Did you arrest them? And who did you report it to?” He watched their faces, waiting for any sign of a lie. “No, they... They were from The Heights; they told us there was no need to report it. They said you gave permission.” The Heights was one of the more affluent parts of the city, full of wealthy, good-for-nothing vampires who would rather pay someone than be drafted to fight in a war. And they were using his name to get away with committing crimes.

he complimented taking my bag. “Ouch” Keren complained when Kit threw the bag and weapon he is holding towards her. “Do not shift into your wolf and ride on me” Kit said before taking off his t-shirt throw it again to Keren before shifting into his wolf. Keren, on the other hand, was delighted to ride on him when he bent down for her to climb up on his back. “Give me your bags” Keren stretched her arms towards Ralf and Jen. “Give me yours” Idris took Ralf’s bag.

On an abandoned road, a black Jeep Wrangler was speeding in the opposite direction from the city of North Bay. The atmosphere outside was calm with nothing visible in the sight except for the illuminated road and vast spread of darkness. A beautiful girl was lying in the backseat of the car. Her fair skin was looking like porcelain under the light coming from the full moon. Her eyes were covered with a black cloth and her limbs were tied with ropes. She was wearing a beautiful wedding gown and looked like a fallen angel. She was not sleeping but unconscious.