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I looked back at Trent who shrugged. "Is she…" "I have no idea." I sighed and opened my office door then stepped in. "I'll see you later," Trent said and walked away. Everyone was acting weird today. I shook my head and turned on the lights of the room and crossed the room. As I sat on my seat, my phone vibrated in my bag. I dropped the bag and took it out and saw a text from Anthony. I opened the text and my eyes bulged. Anthman: We will be getting married in two weeks. Money has been sent to your bank account to plan whatever you want. I can't wait to make you my wife. ;)

Dominatrices rarely operated under them. Still, it was a start. He ran the name through every encrypted paranormal database he had access to. Then human ones. Then the gray in-between: blogs, forums, whispered client testimonies buried in online shadows. She didn’t advertise. She didn’t need to. What he found instead were stories. Men, powerful ones — who’d come out of her sessions like they’d been remade. One even claimed his PTSD vanished. Another had stopped turning feral on full moons. A vampire had confessed that she made him forget bloodlust for the first time in three centuries.

He flips through the book again, scanning the pages as he spoke. “It’s surprising, though. There are no records of any other werewolves—Pureblood or hybrid—who have possessed these two gifts at the same time.” I stay quiet for a while, absorbing his words. Then, without thinking, I reach forward. “I’m sure there’s something in here…” Our fingers brush against each other as I take the book from him. A small jolt runs through me, and I look up to see his eyes on me. Swallowing hard, I try to ignore the warmth of his skin, and pull the Codex closer.

Her father had stormed out after a fight with her mother, and she had crawled beneath the staircase, clutching a necklace with a cracked-heart pendant, desperately trying not to cry. No one had been there. No one should have known. Unless- She pressed her hand to her mouth, suppressing the sob threatening to rise. This wasn't just about Damien, or Aidan, or revenge. This was something from long ago. Something far more dangerous. A ghost from her past had returned, and they weren't after her heart. They sought the truth. A truth she hadn't yet uncovered herself. She rose slowly, wiped at her tears, and gazed at herself in the mirror.

Am I going crazy then? “You’re not going crazy, Alice” Gabriel said, a deep chuckle erupting from him making the hair on my body stand on end. What is going on? “We are werewolves, Alice. We can read minds… it’s called Telepathy. Plus, I can easily read you from the expression on your face” Someone pour ice water on me. And why is the scent from Gabriel getting stronger and why am I feeling so attracted to him even though I just met him? Oh,no. He must have heard that too.

The couple were struck speechless, their minds racing with a thousand thoughts. Liam had always known that his family had a dark history, but he never imagined that it would be something as horrific as this. He felt like his entire world had been turned upside down. The elderly Lycan, sensing their shock, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Her touch was gentle, but it felt like it was burning a hole through his skin. He could feel the weight of her words sinking in, and he struggled to process the enormity of what she had just revealed.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

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Imara looked out the window and saw Ben bent over, pulling a stump from the ground and she twisted her lips to the side. “What’s that look about?” Thorin asked as he made a circle in front of him with his finger. Imara sighed and pushed herself back in her chair. “He’s been having just God-awful nightmares. He wakes up screaming and crying nearly every night. About me, I suppose. He becomes nearly hysterical if he wakes up and I’m not laying beside him.” Thorin bit his lip and drummed his fingers on the table. It’s not uncommon for supernaturals to have visions. Thorin grew concerned that these were more than nightmares. “Hmm. I’m sure it’s nothing to be concerned about. Not worth worrying y

He can give me answers, I thought to myself excitedly. I didn't move to get the note, so Nathaniel smirked then frisbeed it towards me. Tristan reached his hand up and managed to snatch it out of the air. He then screwed it up and threw it back at Nathaniel with a snarl. “You won't be telling your Sire a damn thing, you blood-sucking parasite.” He tilted his head back and let out an ear-piercing howl. I squinted and covered my ears until he'd stopped. Seconds later dozens of howls replied, and the vamp's eyes widened. He smirked and then said in a gritty voice,