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She spat , her eyes never leaving his " I hate you, I hate you so much . Mate bond or not, that's one thing that would never change" Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Rejecting Alpha Lucious(Sequel of Alpha Lucious) His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

His jaw clenches, and his eyes flutter closed when he draws a deep breath in. “You smell intoxicating, you know that Pride?” He sighs, a groan easing out of his full lips. “And you’re strong. Stronger than Quinn and everyone else. I felt it at the bonfire, and I feel it now. It’s funny… Alpha Thane was stomping my hand into the mud, but all I could think about was leaning you up against that building and taking you.” He laughs, but I’m disgusted. How he says these things, casually and without a single care in the world… Stirring in my gut is the most potent, most powerful feeling of hatred I’ve ever experienced.

I slide onto the bed, cover my computer, and pull the comforter over my head. I hate him. I whisper to myself, a reminder, so I don't forget it next time. Once again, I ignore the echo of my own words in my head. I do so because they don't mirror what I just said. I hate him. I mouth more fiercely. Again, it echoes in my head, and it's not what I just said. I toss and stare at the door, squeeze my eyes, and whisper those words again. Only this time it's not my voice that echoes in my head. It's his. And it makes my skin crawl. With rage. With disdain. Because that's all it can be. That's all it will be. Hate. Aiden. Nothing else. Ever. ****

I lost the count how many times we made love. Later when I get exhausted, Aspen took me in his arms, and I placed my head on his chest inviting the sweet slumber after our lovemaking. Book 2 of this will come soon All questions about winter's family will be answered. And an excellent session will be taught to winter's family. It will be the last book. Thank you so much for reading . COMPLETED DATE: 24-11-2020

I snapped. But my body was betraying me—heat crawling back through my veins. His eyes flicked downwards and settled on the visible bulge in my trousers. “You’re hard again.” He grinned. “Guess it wasn’t just the drug after all.” Anger twisted my gut. I hated how I was feeling. I hated that I wanted this. With him. My student. Most of all, I hated that he was right. So I turned on him. “You stupid little whore. You think this is a game? Drugging me?” I growled.

I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-Fuck Holiday'. Fuck, the title alone had my cock stirring in my sweatpants. As I started reading her words in my deep rumble, her hand casually drifted to my thigh, nails tracing lazy circles. "I stumbled through the blizzard... Jax Coulter, the smug bastard..." Her story poured out, rivals turned sex-enemies, stripping in the cold, brutal hate-fucks in the snow. The dirty banter leaped off the page. "Take it, you thieving bítch, my cock's owning this pússy!" My voice grew rougher with each line, dick thickening painfully against the fabric as I pictured it, her as that fiery Kingston, me as the dominant Coulter, pound

“Tell me again how much you hate me. Go on. Convince yourself.” “God, I hate you,” I whispered into the empty room, my voice shaking, breaking on the words as if they were glass shards in my mouth. “I hate you so much.” I rocked forward slightly, hugging my knees tighter to my chest, trying to make myself smaller, invisible. But the words felt hollow, even to me. Because beneath the hatred, there was something else—something dark and twisted that I couldn’t name, couldn’t admit. It was like a poison seeping into my veins, slow and insidious, making my skin flush anew just thinking about it.

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Brian’s corner of the mouth lifted as he shook his head a little. For the first, I hated this family. I hated to be a part of these people. Glad I wasn’t one of them. If I needed this much ego and arrogance in my blood to be a McCoy or part of these descendants or any other house, I was over the moon to be an orphan. I would rather die in the street than have such people surrounding me. No matter what happened to me in this house till now, I never really took that in my heart and lived as the river coasted, but today this was the last time I was taking any crap from any of these people. They weren’t worthy of that.

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.