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“I may have to replace the female lead.” Neve jumped up from her seat. “What?” She just finished the interview happily. How could they do this? It felt like a slap to her face! “Why?” Fred said coldly, “It's at the request of the author of The Wanderer.” “The author? William James?” Neve became agitated. “Why does he care about the casting of the male and female leads?”

“We need seven Wildcats to retrieve a shipment of stolen drugs from an underground warehouse.” A slow smile stretched across his face—but there was nothing warm about it. “Some group of idiots thought it was a good idea to steal from me.” A low chuckle escaped him, dark and unsettling. The lights overhead seemed to dim as his eyes hardened into something vicious. “I’m going to make them understand,” Armani continued softly, “that this was the greatest mistake of their lives.” The laugh that followed was wrong—unhinged, almost gleeful. It echoed through the hall, sending a chill down spines.

She rolled the window down a bare two inches, and he leaned close, "Annie, listen. " His voice had a hint of uncertainty for the first time. "You are my mate, and i can never live you, but If you really, truly want me stop to following you for sometime, I'll leave you be for now to think things through, but will come back for you letter. She wrenched her eye away and stared out the window ( tell him to get lost, her sensible self urged. No! Her wolf roared we need him to survive!.)

Yes, she still had a modelling career. " I read your book." Beauty nudged Florence playfully. " Oh wow. Thank you. How was it?" " Magical. It was the best I've ever read." Beauty smiled. " I'm glad you liked it." " You know if you want to, Mason and I would be open to your muse." Beauty pouted. " You want me to write a book about you?" " Yes. It's one of the wildest desire I've had." " You've given me an idea. How about 'His Wildest Desire'?"

“I was taking it easy. Fuck, I was trying then I went inside her and I lost my mind. She’s different. She…she felt unreal, Neo” “I bet she did” “Wipe that smug prince-of-the-day smirk because you wouldn’t have held yourself back either” “I know big brother. I know and missing being inside her yesternight kills me by the second” “Can I see her?” Neo’s grin is enough to tell me I’m turning into a desperate puppy after one night. I sound desperate. Begging for things has never been my cup of tea but right now I’d go on my knees again for River. For River only.

Everything about Wilder turns me on. But he's dangerous. Reminds me way too much of my Dad and makes me want things I swore I never wanted. In a life where I've never felt I truly belong, the man standing in front of me is the other piece to my irregular puzzle shape. While I'm the bottom right corner that only has so much to give – he's the piece that snugs right in, connecting me to the rest of them all. That shit's scary and exactly why I push him away.

“But you get my point.” “Yeah, I do.” Wilder bites his lip as if he’s thinking carefully about something. Then he says, “Do you want a fight?” “What do you mean?” “Do you want to kill some Ravagers?” “Always.” He laughs. “You’re not even going to ask what I’m talking about?” “I can’t picture a scenario where I wouldn’t want to kill Ravagers.” *** The trap Wilder sets is the first use of magic I’ve ever just fucking fallen in love with. It’s also probably the most insane thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

"What you accused me of is a big thing, and since you still don't seem to believe me when I say things aren't as they seem, I'm not sure if I want to give you a second chance." "Okay then," Wilder is gazing down at me, resembling a rugged, strong mountain from his height. He is intimidating. "So, what are we? Friends?" Enemies and potential lovers that lost it all—we are broken. I don't trust Wilder, and I don't want my last breathing moments to be filled with drama. I want to smile, and right now, Wilder only makes me want to cry. "No, we are not friends. You are my boss and nothing else." I shrug one shoulder, hoping to hide that I deep inside want so much more. I'm drawn to this man, even

He probed her another question since he didn’t have the answer to her question. “Me? I am the one you awakened.” “Stop talking in riddle and tell me everything.” Zach had begun to lose his patience. This possessed Nevea was hard to talk to than the normal her. “Give me your other part, and I’ll tell you everything.” Seeing him seething in anger made Nevea sneer. “I’ll meet you again once you regain your half-self. Until then, you’ll probably see the wild version of myself. By wild, I mean the one who only knows to kill without the ability to talk. I am sure you know.”

She sounds so sexy, and damn, how that sound drives me crazy, and for a second, I wonder if she’s the one who’s losing herself in this as much as I am. But right, I remember… She’s always been my obsession. I want her like this, wild, desperate, and willing to burn everything with me. Even if it destroys us. Lexie's POV: I feel like I’m losing myself with every touch and caress of his hot hands on my skin. I know too well that tonight, what we’re doing, it’s more than just lust. It’s desperation. He’s not the man I thought I could trust anymore. But, fuck, I still want him, I still need him.