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**** ~SELENA POV~~ I sat on my bed holding my phone, the book on the screen was tempting my stepbrother. I had never been into romance stories before, but these pas two weeks I had been reading more than usual. The first two chapters were really hot. The male lead and female lead where pinned on the bed fucking intensely. My body was already reacting to it, and I pressed my thighs together. Goodness, I miss Henry's cock so much. I was about to picture him while I touched myself when the door opened. Looking up, I froze to find Zane waking inside.

I rubbed my temples. Get another book. Distract yourself. I stood and walked further down into the library. I needed another book to make me focus. That was when I saw her. Zana sat alone in a corner of the library. She was reading a book. She looked completely absorbed. Her red hair had fallen forward, partly hiding her face. My first thought was stupid and automatic. There’s no way she can actually read. The idea came from years of conditioning. My father told me that rogues were savages. I was told that they were uneducated and barely civilized. That was what we were taught.

“Miracle!“ One stern call from her mother brought her back to her senses. She groaned and grumpled a dragged fine before she swung her legs off the table. “So, what did you do today?“ She didn't bother to ask the principal because, from her shocked face, she knew she wasn't going to respond to her. Miracle sighed in boredom and then responded, "There is this little boy in my class calling himself Zach Junior.“ “MMh,” she nodded,” what's with him?“ “He kept on looking at me as if I were a piece of steak, mother. He gave me the hungry look Yana gives to her tuna.“ Yana was her cat. “And?“ With her hands folded under her breasts, she asked, nodding at the girl to continue. “Well, I dismissed hi

Zane laughed, catching it easily. "See? Teamwork." Ryan exhaled loudly, running a hand through his hair. "Why did I even agree to live with you..." Zane Smiled lightly for that, getting up at last.He began picking up things randomly, opening boxes without care. As they sorted through bags and boxes, Zane's eyes suddenly fell on something. A diary. Something about it instantly caught his attention. Without thinking much, he picked it up and slowly opened it. The very first page made his breath hitch.

Well, Zane just tagged along with a mutual buddy of Booker's pack. Zane knows his small status is punching way above his weight class, but his skin stays as cool as a valley cucumber even when he realizes my mouth isn't drinking with him. With a wide grin that never wavers, his voice says, “My name is Zane; I am the current general manager over at the Newsom Pack's trading house. My heart has been looking forward to meeting your face, Alpha Blackmoor. Figured my paws would take a shot and introduce my name today—here is my pack card.” Zane, taking a huge gulp of nervous courage, fishes out his small business card and extends it straight toward my fingers. My eyes glance down at the paper, bu

My Uncle Built Me The training grounds are empty before dawn. Just cold metal bleachers and the weight in my chest that will not lift. Uncle Nathan designed me. Not like family. Like a blueprint. Every rejection after the crash. Every door that closed. The path that led me to Diane. To Iron Valley. To wolves. None of it was accident. All of it was engineered to activate my markers. I should be angry. I was angry. But somewhere between the compound and this morning, the rage burned itself out. What sits in my chest now is colder. Harder. The clarity that comes from realizing you were never unlucky.

The iron tang of her blood is strong and sweet. It tastes, Zane thinks, like forever should. And this my lovely readers is the end of the book. Please check out my new work A Secret Baby For the Alpha Quarterback.

Aurora. One second he was sitting there beside me, looking at me, and the next he was gone. I watched him run from the car and embrace the small woman in the driveway. They held each other for what felt like forever. She had her back to me so I couldn’t see her face, but I could see Gunner’s. His eyes sparkled as he stared at her, his mouth flashed a full toothy grin. He never looked that way around me, he never looked at me like the way he did her. The more I watched, the more I burned. He picked her up and spun her around through the air. Her long hair covered her face, but I can only assume she looked as sickly happy as Gunner did. There was so much joy and happiness. I admit I felt envio

It happened so quickly that Zane could not understand whether this was the same Reyne who he was dominating until a few seconds ago. He sucked air into his lungs and slantly angled his head while his eyes sparkled with impression and a smile making its way on his lips. 'You still think she is weak, huh?' his wolf questioned. Tbc... (I know what you want to see... But i will show you what you wouldn't want to see lol *winks* Target: 13 comments. Lysm)

“I was just hurrying so as to catch up with someone I missed less than a minute ago and I didn't see you. My name is Wade. What's yours?” All things being normal, Max would have remained silent. He wasn't in the school for acquaintances, friends or any of such. He was there to conquer, dominate and rule the other students and he had done a bit a of that by finding the path that led to the hostel but there was something about Wade he couldn't just ignore. “My name is Max. Max Girard,” he added so that whoever this Wade was, he knew who he was dealing with. “Girard?” Wade asked, raising his eyebrows so high they almost touched his hair.