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As for what else I'm certain of; it's going to be a teen romance. I'm working on it, and have drafted up a short blurb already. Enjoy. Blurb: 'There was a popular, preconceived notion about the devil's appearance. Some thought he had molten red scales and giant black horns. I thought he had pale white hair and arctic blue eyes. I thought the devil was Dane Foster.' _ To get more updates on it and my other books, do follow me on my socials.♥ See you in the next book!

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

Also, I intend to work on my consistency of giving updates which I unfortunately lacked during this writing experience. You have been very patient, understanding, and kind to me, and for that, I am most grateful. Thank you Ms_kay for your lovely comments that usually encourage me to write the next chapter. Thank you Playing_with_fire, I almost stopped writing this book at a time but for your lovely comments. I have so many people to thank but the list will be endless, so I say Thank You All. I am rounding up another book with about 200 chapters. It is a werewolf and vampire romance, kind of enemies to lovers. If you are interested, you can find it here under the title “Mated To The King Of D

Safe. Anthony wandered toward the fiction section while Lila ran her fingers along a row of spines. She paused at a worn copy of Wuthering Heights, flipping it open to a passage she’d underlined in her own copy at home. Something about passion and destruction and longing that refused to fade. “You’d make a good Catherine,” Anthony said behind her, his voice thoughtful. “But less tragic. I’d never leave you on a moor.” She turned, laughing. “That’s a weirdly romantic thing to say.”

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“Probably because they’re mostly written by women who’ve experienced rejection in real life, and they write their dreams of becoming powerful.” “But then they almost always take the bastard who rejected them back,” I countered. “That’s the mate bond. It’s how it works. Besides, I’m not reading a werewolf novel at the moment.” Nate and Kam had come in by then. “So, what kind of novel are you reading?” Nate asked. “It’s a forbidden love story,” she answered. I glanced at Kam, and we smirked. “So, is she underage, or are they related?” he asked.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

As he slid my ring onto my finger and brought my hand to his lips, kissing it softly, and then it was my turn. ‘I, Melissa Patrova, take thee, Cole Patrova, to be my wedded husband, To have and to hold, From this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, to love and to cherish for all of our eternity, Infront of these persons here today, I pledge myself to you’. As I slid his ring onto his finger, I felt like I wanted to cry, with Happiness. My nerves had completely gone and now, it was just love, hope and excitement for what our future held for us.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Me, dress around my waist, tits out, legs spread with Cas’s face buried between them. “Don’t stop on my account,” Damien said, voice thick. He closed the door and locked it, leaning back against it. “Birthday wish granted.” Cas lifted his head just enough to glance at him, lips shiny with my juices. “You sure?” I should have pushed him away. Instead, fresh heat surged through me at Damien watching us. “Cas… don’t stop.” He dove back in, even more intense now. Damien’s gaze burned into me as he palmed his obvious erection. “Look at you, baby. So pretty when you’re getting eaten out by your stepbrother. You like me watching?”