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This once, I promise myself. Just this once. After today, I will cut any unprofessional ties with him.

People worship him as their god but his reality is known only for maanbai, nandini and priyamvada. Now when he realise he can't stay harsh with her anymore he is busy in making love with her whenever he is free and before realising he was busy in taking his so called revenge. Her health her mental condition doesn't matters to him.he is a self centred person who only thinks about himself and when something turn out of his control he just destroyed it.

Lilibeth muttered around her apple. The kitchen went entirely silent. Amanda stopped her theatrical searching of my pantry, a box of artisanal cheese crackers frozen in her hand. For all her sassy banter, she knew the exact boundaries of the minefield Lilibeth was walking through. "Lili, honey," Amanda stepped in smoothly, her tone casual but firm. "Your dad handles billions of dollars, and your mom handles the minds of future generations, when people are operating at that level, sometimes one of them snores, or one of them needs to read at three in the morning without a light waking the other up. It’s called an adult arrangement."

"cock a doodle doo~~ cock a doodle doo~" This rooster, I'm going to fry you if you don't stop! "cock a doodle doo~ cock a doodle doo~" One! If you don't stop, I'm going to fry you alive! Then I'm going to give you to the owner and let him eat you! "COCK A DOODLE DOO~~ COCK A DOODLE DOO~" Ahh, I see how it is, you don't want to stop?!!! Get over here you... wait, why is there a rooster? Why is there a sound like that? We don't have a rooster.

Whoever these people are, they need to be eliminated, and once I find them, I'll be happy to do it myself. I'm the fucking alpha of the Blood Fangs. We earned that name because we're ruthless and kill without question. We are a bunch of rogues who have made a pack of our own. We like killing and tearing people apart. We're a rare breed because our wolves are just as into it as we are. Our pack has been around for over thirty years, and I'm the third alpha we've had.

he said worriedly. "I don't like romantic, cheesy f*cks like Mason. I love my man hard, rough, harsh and clueless, and you fit the bill perfectly well. I love it when you are mean and then blow my mind away. I love the way you pretended like you didn't care, yet your heart was always in your mouth. It kept me guessing, and that made me want you. Mason is too soft for me. Trust me. I will be bored. How many avid admirer words do I need to hear before wanting to strangle myself?" I asked, and we both began to laugh. I held Marcus.

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“That fear isn’t useless. It keeps us cautious. But I can loosen the part that doesn’t belong.” “How?” Selene asked. Mirra looked at both of us. “By adding something the parasite doesn’t understand,” she said. “Hope. Choice. Humor. Anything that doesn’t fit its diet.” “You want to season the fear with… jokes?” I asked, incredulous. She actually smiled. “In a way. We lace that shared fear with other shared truths until it can’t cling to just the despair.” Selene blinked. “Like… weaving in counter-melodies,” she said slowly. “So the song doesn’t belong to one note anymore.”

Fucking bastard! ****