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MARINETTE “Hey, Marinette! You've got new arrivals!” Josh stops his old bike in front of the bookstore, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. Small strands of his dirty blonde hair peep from his blue face cap. He points at the new books, warm blue orbs locked on mine. “What do you think?” Pushing back the keys of the bookstore into the pocket of my wide leg pants, I hurry to pick up the books. “I never thought I'd get them so early!” I laugh, picking up the one that catches my attention. ‘Mated to the Biker Alpha Twins’

They rampaged through stuff in a different room. Max wanted to find the book that showed every supernatural in town. It was easy for him to convince all the followers behind him to follow him because he could have proof of them living in town. Over a matter of days, Max had gained several people in town, all following his orders

Jaxon drew his own sidearm, the cold steel a familiar weight in his hand, and moved toward the building's fire escape. He found them in the rubble of a forgotten apartment. The room was a wreck of broken plaster and discarded furniture, the air thick with the smell of mold and urban decay. Dominic was there, his back against the wall, his head bowed. The familiar scent of his expensive cologne was now tainted with blood and sweat. He was holding something or someone. A boy. A young child, fast asleep, his face clean and innocent against the chaos of the room. And beside him, Noah.

Maximus chuckles softly. “I don’t know,” I sigh. “I can’t cheer up when I’m going to have to put up with that man.” “That’s why I gathered all the books and articles about Atlas Lawson,” Mira says, her lips curling into a sly grin. “All the answers you’re looking for are here. All you have to do is read.” “Where did you get all that?” Maximus asks, his eyes widening in surprise. “Turns out your sister is a fangirl of Atlas,” Craig says with a wink.

I unpacked my tools, set up my supplies, and threw myself into the work. It felt good to focus on something concrete. Stripping wallpaper, repairing drywall, applying fresh coats of paint. The repetitive nature of it quieted my mind. But it didn't stop me from missing Christopher. On the second day, flowers arrived. The delivery guy seemed confused, checking the address twice before handing me a massive arrangement of white roses. Robin Maximus? he asked. That's me. The card tucked inside read: "Thinking of you. The apartment feels empty without you. - C"

Mexico snapped. "I swear, I did not run away from you all," Maxwell protested, feeling utterly helpless. "I believe you, Daddy. And I love you. These two are so stubborn and stupid. Don't listen to them. Come with me. I will show you all my drawings," Maxson said happily, grabbing Maxwell's hand. Maxwell helplessly followed Maxson upstairs, leaving the two angry Melina and Mexico behind. "Melina and Max, come here," Old Madam Williams said as soon as Maxwell left.

Liam whispered back, green eyes dark with lust. Adrian didn’t waste time. He turned Liam around, pressing his chest against the dusty bookshelves. He yanked Liam’s jeans and boxers down just enough, then dropped to his knees right there in the quiet library. His tongue found Liam’s hole, licking broad and wet before pushing inside with hungry strokes. The risk of someone walking by made everything sharper, more intense. Liam bit his arm to stay quiet, legs shaking as Adrian’s tongue worked him open, hot and slippery.

The officer frowned but nodded, patting Bryce’s shoulder before turning back toward the store. Bryce exhaled shakily, bowing his head as he excused himself. His steps quickened, his burned arm pressed close to his body. Inside the car, Kaden leaned back in his seat, a thin smile curling on his lips. He had watched the entire exchange with a hawk-like attention, relishing the moment. He had set Bryce up to fail, knowing fully well it was an impossible task to get the wallet from an armed officer. He watched the boy’s hesitation, his stumble, his retreat back toward the car with no sign of the wallet… it was exactly the excuse Kaden needed to report him to Dom.

It had a unique function that allowed them to safely hide in Corpse Town during mortal danger. Atlas asked bitterly, "When can we leave? Our people are going mad." Glancing at one room, Dean replied, "That depends on Tyler's progress. If we can control these creatures, ruling Martial City would be simple." They had found a blank book in the mansion. Being from a Forbidden Land, it had to be special, though they couldn't discover how. It was not until Tyler Maximus, a 20-year-old with average martial talent, took it and revealed its secrets.

Max said truthfully, taking out a pack of cigarette, but Mia snatched the pack away from him. "You dare to smoke in front of me?!" Mia yelled. "Babygirl, we have strong lungs." Blaze cooed. "Could you please not call your mate babygirl? I'm sorry but it bothers me." Jayla asked with anxiety, she was about to have a mini anxiety attack. You need guts to tell him something that you don't to hear or see. "Why not?" He asked curiously. Jayla widened her eyes, clearing her throat. "Because—" "She thinks you are Massimo from 365 days, damn baby didn't know you watched that kind of movie." Max chuckled interrupted up, he picked her up to put her in his lap, she squealed and hides her blushing face