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How could she think about him when only moments before she was thinking about the hated Dave and how much she feared him? She flipped her laptop open again and decided she’d continue with her children’s books, the Sacred Sword series, urban fantasy stories about a brother and sister who found themselves in the Himmapan world where the heaven and earth were at war, gods and demons fought for power, and amongst them were creatures like the naga, garuda, and hanuman who aided the two children in their journey to save this world.

Aban was trying to calm Aliza who kept asking about Liam she was calling Liam loudly when Minahil said, "his cat, Pomy, was raped in front of him." "Oh my Lord," Aliza said loudly falling in Aban's voice who kept on throwing daggers at Minahil. "He is fine now, sweetheart," Minahil couldn't help but notice that Aban's tone was extremely soft while talking to his wife and he was holding her with extreme tenderness.

The title was simple. The Shadow Races. She sank into one of the leather chairs by the window and began to read. Vampires. Werewolves. Shifters. The pages laid them all out with a stark clarity that erased any doubt, these weren’t mere stories whispered in shadows or legends spun to frighten children. The book presented them as integral threads woven into the fabric of the natural order. Detailed histories unfolded beneath her fingertips, chronicling centuries of conflict and fragile truces, ancient wars that reshaped territories, alliances forged in desperation, and betrayals that still echoed in the present day.

"Should I be worried, sir? About Arabelle being more capable than expected?" "On the contrary." The man looked at Arabelle's photo again—the fierce intelligence in her eyes, the strength in her posture. "I'm impressed. Dante chose well, even if he chose for the wrong reasons. She would have made an excellent addition to our original partnership, back when we were building this empire together." "That's... oddly respectful." "I respect worthy adversaries. I just don't let that respect stop me from destroying them." He gathered the photos of Arabelle into a folder. "She killed the Wolf. Fine. That tells me she's formidable. But being formidable in combat and being prepared for psychological wa

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"What's going to happen to you if you never find a mate? What if you never ever get your wolf then?" My steps faltered, my heart beating hard as terror clawed at my throat. I'd tried not to think about that but this fear was never too far from the surface. I'd imprinted on Cairh since I was seven, he was supposed to trigger my first shift tonight on my eighteenth birthday but now he'd rejected me and took someone else... what if my wolf was lost to me forever?! Seeing me dumbfounded, Lisa finally let out a winning smile. There was none of that loathing that used to be in her eyes when she looked at me. She may have lost Cairh to her friend, but she was happy as long as it wasn't to me.

He explained the customs in detail, confirming what I’d read in that werewolf book. “Mhm, interesting. I read something about that in the werewolf book.” I nodded. “Werewolf book?” He frowned slightly. “Yeah. James’s mom gave me this children’s book—it’s like a Werewolf World 101. I’m taking baby steps to get to know your world and your ways.” I said, half-sarcastic, half-aware of how much of an uneducated outsider I really was. “Anyway, back to the topic of your approachability. Based on what you’ve told me, the only werewolves who actually see and interact with you daily are the lead warriors and high-ranking members. How is that approachable?”

Gray still asks for a bazooka, - I added, winking at Nikita. - Went to war on the city? Yana laughed. - Would you like to join? I asked dismissively. Weapons are weapons, but I also needed fighters. The she-wolf with her guys was a strong player with her own autonomy for the arms business and, having lured her to her side (of course, on favorable terms), only Ibragimov remained on the list of my competitors for the place of the mistress of the city. At least those competitors who were real.

He continued, "You warriors from second-grade worlds sure love to leave marks on your clothes to show off how special you are. Golden Continent's warriors leave a dark gold pattern, while warriors from the Sacred Water Continent always leave blue clouds. That's how you recognized that I'm from a third-grade world. "You try your best to show that you're special. You think that warriors from third-grade worlds are just livestock you can kill as you please, but that's a hilarious thought in my eyes. Every world has its strong warriors. You feel so pleased with yourselves just because you haven't met someone truly strong from a third-grade world."

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner