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‘Maria,’ she said quietly so no one else would hear, ‘You do know what you are doing, don’t you? Maria’s eyes widened. ‘Yes, I’m fraternizing with the enemy.’ She tried to qualify her reasons, ‘I really like him, Carrie. In fact it could be love.’ Carrie sighed, ‘Like the one in London? You really liked him, and the one that broke your heart at imiversity. Just be careful, Garry doesn’t seem like the boys you’re used to. A kiss will be a signal that you’ll go all the way with Garry.’

"A restaurant. Neutral ground. Somewhere public enough that she feels safe." "When?" "Tomorrow evening. Seven o'clock. Maren's corner table." Marcus wrote it down. "Through her father or directly?" "Directly." Flat. Final. "She's going to be my wife. Not his delivery." Marcus moved toward the door. "She'll come in angry," Damien said. Marcus stopped.

Patricia suddenly fell silent, terror on her eyes, as she was about to say something she knew she would regret. "Did you loved someone?" Asked Flora, seeing that the woman wasn't replying, she understood something, it might be considered a forbidden thing. "We don't condemn love, we embrace it, Elia and Andrew are a couple, Alexa found her mate in a vampire and even Truman and Charles declared to each other the love that they have." "Yes, I loved someone, back at the camp, Schirouca, we weren't allowed to have a love for each other, as the females were considered the property of the Alpha."

“I’ve spent over ten years by his side, Elena. Ten years tending to his wounds, some he didn’t even know he had. I was there when he lost himself in Luna, and when that love died in silence.” Her eyes flicked to me, shimmering with something like defeat. “And the way he looks at you… it’s not a game.” I stopped breathing. She looked away, like she couldn’t stand her own confession. “Thorne Del Roi is falling in love again. I felt it before I believed it. But fate has a twisted sense of humor, doesn’t it?” Her voice broke slightly. “Of all people… it had to be the doppelganger of his sworn enemy.”

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Hated the strange warmth it created. Hated him. Most of all, she hated herself for noticing anything at all. "I got lost." "Inside my private study?" His eyes narrowed. For a moment they simply stared at each other. A challenge. A battle. Neither willing to blink first. The storm crashed against the windows. Lightning flashed. The room brightened. And suddenly Adrian moved. One step towards her. That's all. Yet the distance between them vanished instantly. Celine's pulse jumped. He was too close.

And how can I ever reject him. Actually, I have been thinking about the same thing since we are back. I know I promised him a lush wedding. But I was waiting for him. I am not surprised to know that he can read my thoughts. He is like that. "Are you sure Jeremy"? I turned to him and he sealed the deal. In his own style by slamming our lips together. And I can never be happier. ************** General POV

She clenched her hands into fists at her sides and she tried to maintain her composure from her wolf from surfacing from the fury. ‘No, I'm not going to give up on you. Never! You are mine, not hers. And you will always remain mine.' she said determinedly as her eyes glued to the door way. ....... Just as Rose kept talking, expressing her concerns about her going back to her previous pack. Lily's mind was busy, thinking of the reason why Logan would be seeing Roxy. It wasn't that she was jealous, but she didn't want to be on anyone's bad side as long as she was staying in their pack. She knew that Roxy must be angry over the fact that Logan was going to somewhere with her, rather than her wi

“He’s our enemy. We’re here for revenge. Why do you always drag me into trouble?” 'There’s nothing harmful in having sex with a hot, handsome stranger,' she replied. “Brant is not a stranger—he’s the enemy! And you won’t do this to me.” 'Didn’t you feel that connection? He’s—' “Don’t you dare...” I cut her off sharply. “Let’s just get ready to sleep.” *** I woke up early despite having gone to bed late. My thoughts the night before had been filled with Brant and the tangled, complicated feelings I had toward him. But no matter what, I’m still getting my revenge.

Then, the cold: the sight of my mother’s hand falling limp, the light in her eyes flickering out while I hid there, a helpless boy in a man’s world. Then the bile rose in my throat. I remembered Elena. The brief, stolen moments of what I’d thought was romance before the truth of our blood turned it into a rotting thing in my gut. I forced the memory away, replaced by the sharp, searing sting of the day I thought Darius had killed Aveline by his rejection: the day the hate became my only armor.