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We are nearing the end of HOATL, which means the next book of the series is almost in our hands! Alpha Kairo will be the next one, and it will only be exclusive to REAM. As well as Alpha Cyrus' book, and the two spin-offs that are lined up for this series. REAM is a subscription-based platform that allows me to write my stories at my own pace without losing any rights to them. (You can search the we bsi te and do wnload it from there.) Or go to: ream sto ries.c om --- (remove spaces) and se arch me there

I had a stack of books and she left me the magazine since she couldn't take it with her. I pored over that magazine for days. One thing we hadn't really studied was the last pictorial in it, one of two girls. I guess it would have been embarrassing for us to look at it together? I don't know, all I know now was it excited me more than I wanted to admit, even to myself. I found myself pulling a book out of the pile "Women Daring to Love" was the title, and the subtitle was "Daring to Love Women" and reading that. I got halfway through it the first morning and afternoon and that might have been the first time I had four orgasms in the same day. Then the next day I was about to go lay by the po

Third Person POV Adrian, kept wandering about like he had written to Iris that he would. One day, when he had got tired of his life and seeing his dead pups mentally, he came to a cliff and felt the best way to get peace was to end it all. 'I wish you well, Iris, my love, my weakness, my strength, my mate!' and he threw himself down the cliff. A few days later, his eyes opened. 'You're awake, thank the goddess!' a pretty woman said.

She had to find a way to talk to Jamie Dalton Volka. She probably shouldn't have been surprised at the size of the crowd in the bookstore. After all, when a well-known local resident, in fact, the head librarian, wrote a book that was moving up the charts, people would certainly turn out en masse for it, and they did. She had listened while Jamie spoke about writing her book. How her fascination with wolves had led her to do her research and write this romance about a wolf and a human. She hadn't, however, given any hint as to what had sparked her interest in the first place. Paranormal was a very popular genre with people these days. Lia wondered what they'd say if they knew there was more

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She was stunned. "Go on. Eat it," I said. She was obviously confused. I took her hand and gave her the sandwich. "Eat." "O-okay. Thank you," she whispered. On our way to school, Maura and I chatted as she finished my masterpiece of a sandwich. She seems really nice. Her personality, her movements, even the way she talks are all so finesse and lady-like. She’s annoyingly perfect. We are totally worlds apart; however, there was something unexpected that connected us: wattpad. We were talking about hobbies and I found out she loves reading stories from wattpad. Not only that, she's a fan of the story I was writing! What a coinciden

Home. And when Patience Userkaf found Dorsal Finn library rifled and ruined, and its owner missing, she instinctively sought solace in her family. She ran down the library steps, lost yet resolute that home held all the answers. The thought of her kind and beautiful mother, her proud and hardworking father, even her gregarious and often irritating uncle, spurred her on as she hurtled through the eerily, desolate streets, silent save for the pounding of feet on pavement and cobblestone.

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s