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she whispered, feeling the vibration of his words low in her belly. “Mia.” He rolled her name over his tongue as if testing its taste. “Pretty name. Pretty girl. But do you know what you’re doing here?” She blinked at him, her confidence wavering under his dark gaze. “What do you mean?” He smirked, leaning closer until his lips brushed her ear. “You’re playing a dangerous game, kitten. Dancing like that… looking at me like that… do you even know what I want to do to you right now?”

, I explained and he shook his head. "You deserve it all, Amy", he replied before reaching out for my hand. He took it in his and kissed the inside of it and I giggled. It is tickling. * * *

In one swift move he jerks me up to my feet and pulls me to his chest. We're so close now that our noses almost touch, my eyes never leaving his, God he has beautiful eyes, I forgot how beautiful his eyes were. The blue and green swirling together to reveal a depthless ocean of emotion. I'm so lost in his eyes that I don't even realise my hands are resting on his chest, still bound from earlier.

If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex. If you’re a fan of fantasy series with werewolves, demons, vampires, witches, gods and whatnot, you can read THE WICKED GAMES, which is the first in the series called The Spirileaxus Saga. Unfortunately, none of the books in this series is standalone, so you have to read them in chronological order. You can also go for CURSED BLESSINGS. Again, this is book one in the series The Blessed Ones.

And I want him to share other parts of his life with me, too. For now, though, I'm content to just be here in his arms. "I win," he says, leaning down and brushing his lips across mine. "No," I murmur against his mouth. "I think I did." END OF BOOK ONE: HIS WICKED GAMES

“Right or left, which one will you choose first?” Asked by the same voice that drags her into this game as the path that crosses both ways is taunting her in between the easy dread or the worst one there is. She thought and wonder deep as she looks at the two paths where the right sounded the rumble and the left is a blinding light. She is torn into both, as her urges tell her to go right, yet her logical side is screaming for her to go left. The words that she just read unto the book and the first of the twins intrigue her more than the paths that she needed to choose of which one should go first. As this game is getting darker with each passing moment, she sure knows that there is much mor

Fear and an absolute, helpless hunger swam in her gaze. I reached out, my fingers curling around the back of her neck, tangling in her hair as I forced her head back just an inch. I stepped in close, pressing my body flush against hers so she could feel how hard I still was, throbbing and aching for more. "You think you can play games with me? Bring some pathetic loser into your house while you belong to me?" I whispered, my teeth grazing the shell of her ear before I pulled back to watch her shiver. “I’m going to show you who exactly you belong to!”

I try to change the topic. "Red sauce pasta." Aspen shows me the bowl in which he serves the pasta. I'm about to dig into the pasta which he covers it back up, "Not so quick wifey. Today you will have this mouth-watering pasta on one condition." Now it's my turn to pout, "What condition?" "Simple. We play twenty games. We don't really know about each other that much, and by playing this, we can get to know each other." He replies, and it's a great idea. "Okay," I reply and get a grin in response.

To stop oneself from this trap was much harder than drugs. It was like a maze, the difficult one. No matter which route you took at the end, you came back to the starting point. Once you started winning stacks, you would like to go for more. About, 80% of people went with double money after they win the first game while 95% went with all in. Why?

"Oh, I thought he is your mate or Endrich? Are you all partners here? Fascinating but it twists my stomach out of nowhere" "Donna is mine" another guy came. Donna smiled and approach the guy. "You are?" I asked gesturing to him. "Atreyu Windsor alpha of evergreen pack" then he is the other guy yesterday. "Nice to meet you all" was it nice to meet them? I'm glad to know them but seeing them forms a pain inside me that I can't explain. "What's that?" I ask when an eagle landed on Idris's hand with an envelope with it.