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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.

Zane said. "There is no such book and I am not saying that you should not use it, all I am saying is that before you start using it, you need to learn the art properly and stop looking like a constipated puppy so that you would not scare people away. I got scared for a moment when your eyes starting blinking nonstop so I thought something got stuck in there and the first thing that came to my mind was to call a doctor," Shirley said in a fake serious voice then she snatched her phone back from Zane's hand.

"It's not my fault that they have shifted the dates! They said that we could march to Helmfirth today! They have the machine to transport us to Helmfirth, I cannot help this, okay? There was a complication and Alfred said that there would be no armies marching to Helmfirth. For a long time" Zane was stuffing a bag with clothes when Daisy frowned. "Zane? What are you doing?",asked Daisy "I'm going to the forest of deception",said Zane. "I'll keep jumping into portals, I don't care where it leads to, I'll keep jumping in until I find the right one." "What are you going to do about the dangerous creatures that reside in the forest?",asked Daisy. "That's what my weapons are for",said Zane, walki

My hand instinctively moved between my thighs, gently rubbing my sensitive clit as memories of Zane destroying me flooded my mind. The bathroom door suddenly opened. I froze. Zane stepped inside, still fully dressed, holding a stack of my books he’d 'borrowed' earlier. His steel-grey eyes immediately darkened as they landed on my wet, naked body behind the glass. "Fuck…" he muttered, dropping the books on the counter without caring where they landed. "Zane..." I started, but he was already stripping. His shirt came off, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. Then his pants dropped, and his massive, thick cock sprang free, already rock hard and angry.

Chapter 23: The Weight of Vengeance The castle of Zorana had once been a symbol of strength and unity, but now, it stood as a silent witness to the unraveling of everything Caden had once cherished. War had taken its toll, not just on the kingdom, but on the people who had once thrived within its walls. The air was thick with the tension of unresolved grief, the remnants of battles both won and lost. And at the center of it all stood Prince Caden—his every move, his every breath consumed by a singular obsession: vengeance.

Solano's junior was a meaty giant and she just could not wait to feel it in its full glory inside her. "You want it?" "Yes," "Yes?" "Yes daddy please!" "Call me the name first," Solano brought his face inches from hers, positioning himself at her entrance but also making sure his weight wasn't all on her, "say it my little lady," he placed his tip at her entrance, intensifying everything she was already feeling, "I want you, please, Zaddy." .....................................

Peter bellowed, “and she won’t be because nothing will happen to her.” “You don’t know that,” Angela hissed. “I do,” Megan interjected loudly. “Among other things, I’m a seer. Nothing will happen to this girl as long as you all keep your heads.” She turned to look at me. “Honey, I’m sorry if you feel you’ve been tricked or deceived by your man. I don’t know him, but I can feel his love for you. I have no doubt that he did what he thought was best. I can see why he’d hesitate hitting you with all that’s going on. You have to admit that it’s a lot to take in at one time. Hell, I’ve been exposed to the zombie battle for over a century and I still had to step back when I heard his story the

“It was at that. We had countries targeting us with germ warfare and us targeting them back. Third world countries were fighting with each other, the nuclear war, and then an alien invasion. Calling it a crazy time is putting it mildly.” “So, the aliens are mush,” Imogene said as she poured more hot water into her teacup. “What’s on today’s agenda.” “The human zombies,” Kendra offered. “My aunt wants to test her cure on them.” Vernon’s excitement showed in his voice as he said, “If it works, we’ll have three more warriors to help us with our mission.” Imogene leaned against the counter. “How is it administered? Is it airborne like the virus?”

“I sent eyes. Zara sent theatre. Learn the difference if you want to live next to him.” Zane’s hand found my wrist. Not tight. A count. One. Two. “You do not collect anything on this asphalt,” Zane said. “You want a table, you send a time that is not my fight night. You put a hand near that hospital again and I open every file I have left, including the ones with your stamp.” Harlan almost looked pleased. “There. The boy still has a spine. I was worried the fat girl had sat on it.” My palm itched. Zane’s fingers squeezed once. Not now.

I wanted nothing more than to shed the weight of the summit like a second skin, to leave the dragon lords and their endless demands somewhere far behind me. I pushed the heavy oak door open, stepped inside, and immediately stopped. Zane lay passed out cold on the dark grey velvet couch in the middle of the sitting room. He was fully dressed in his heavy coat, dark trousers, and riding boots, one leg dangling awkwardly off the edge of the cushion as though he'd collapsed mid-sentence. A half-empty glass of sweet water sat on the low table beside him, next to an unread leather scroll, its wax seal still intact. Even the candles nearby had burned low, wax pooling onto the brass holders, as if t