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THE BOOK IS NOW RELEASED, YOU CAN ADD IT TO YOUR LIBRARIES! TWISTED MARRIAGE- A DARK MMF MAFIA ROMANCE A. Gupta

His words unlockеd somеthing primal within Sarah, stripping away thе last vеstigеs of hеr rеsistancе. Shе wantеd this – nееdеd this – with a dеspеration that tеrrifiеd hеr еvеn as it thrillеd hеr. As if hе could sеnsе thе fracturеs in hеr rеsolvе, Tylеr doublеd down on his onslaught of carnal plеasurеs, his callousеd palms knеading thе supplе curvеs of hеr body as hе laid claim to hеr mouth oncе morе.

Just a symbol burned into the cover—two intersecting blades. Kael’s pulse quickened. Slowly, he pulled it free. And opened it. The pages were filled with faded script, but one phrase stood out immediately: “Twin Bonds of Power.” Kael’s breath stilled. As he read, the words seemed to sink into him, heavy with meaning. A rare phenomenon… two individuals whose energies intertwine… not as rivals, but as mirrors… His grip tightened on the book. When awakened, the bond can amplify strength beyond limits… or destroy both completely.

I felt a warm tingling sensation spreading beneath the doctor's hand, followed by a sudden sharp pain that made me gasp. Dr. Winters withdrew her hand immediately, her expression troubled. "What's wrong?" I asked, alarmed by the doctor's reaction. "The bond is under significant strain," Dr. Winters explained carefully. "More than I would expect, even given the circumstances. It's as if..." She paused, seeming to choose her words with care. "It's as if the bond is being pulled in multiple directions." "What does that mean?"

"But that’s not the twist, Zora. Look at the sensor readings from when the Void exploded." He pointed to a graph on the screen. There were two spikes of energy—one black, one gold. But they weren't separate. They were interwoven, twisting around each other like a DNA strand. "What does that mean?" I whispered. "It means the 'Tether' isn't a bond between an Alpha and a consort," Dante said, his voice dropping to a level of coldness that made my blood freeze. "It resonates. My wolf isn't just reacting to you, Zora. My wolf is feeding you. Every time you use the Void, you’re draining my life force."

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.

"Its value in the market will increase even more, Ares. Stellar is already very different from Encanto. What if they make an offer that we can't refuse?" One by one, Ares shot the ten people in front of him now with a cold stare. It has the largest market sales under Encanto Diamonds. It is one of the vital companies under the Grant Organization. It is a Mining and Jewelry company, and Encanto aphrodisiac is an underground business. "What offer can they give in exchange for your life in my hands?" He answered coldly.

like someone poking at a hive of bees. Sensations buzzed through my flesh, sending flaming-hot darts of longing to sizzle in my core,hot prickles of want and cascading shivers of delight. I welcomed each stroke and glide of his tongue, relishing the way his breathing quickened and his hold tightened. Somewhere in a not so tangled part of my brain,I was worried that one kiss could do this to me,turn me into a breathless,limbless wanton with zero willpower. His body stiffened when I linked my arms around his neck and leaned into him.

The truth slid across the room like oil—smooth and unstoppable. One by one, our bundles multiplied. Sorina moved through the market, slipping printed pages between fruit stalls, tucking them into bread baskets. A young boy, probably no older than twelve, tore off a copy and shouted the names as he dashed down the lane, brimming with excitement. The facsimiles weren’t the entire ledger, but they targeted council members, dates, payments, and specific warehouses—things nobody could feasibly deny.

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.