LOGINHey there, my Darling readers and Co-writers! I'm thrilled by your interest in this book, and I've made the exciting decision to give Aeron and Jasmine their own captivating story. Dive into the next chapter of their journey with "Dark Obsession: Taming His Demons," now available for you to add to
I must be sick just like him because I knew I should take offence, but there was something about his darkness that I was drawn to. I took off my panties and sat at the edge of the couch with my legs apart for an easy view and access. Aeron knelt between my legs. He ran his finger against the en
I swallowed immediately, my mouth dry. He had a way with words; I would lie if I said I wasn't turned on. "How dare you talk to me like that. I am not one of your girls…" I said, getting up from the seat. Afraid and excited at the same time. "Don't pretend you don't like it, Princess. I bet your p
I wouldn't be surprised if he had zoned out and I was just talking to myself. He was an expert at ignoring people. "I guess it's a norm then. You take women to your house, fuck them or do whatever the fuck you want and then cut them loose. The next time you meet, you act as if nothing happened," I
Jasmine By the next day, Aeron resumed his guarding duties and behaved as if nothing had happened between us. He stood by the dining room door frame while Ivory and I ate. As usual, he engaged Ivory in conversation with smiles and ignored me completely. There was sinister darkness in his eyes tha
I stepped away from the cell and walked away. On my way out, I found Jasmine at the entrance. She had just returned from somewhere, and I wondered where she had gone, but I kept my question to myself. The moment she saw me. Her face was replaced with rage. She walked past me without a word, and i
Qusack wasn't exaggerating when he said they were requests for slaves. It was amazing to see the choice of words that were used to describe werewolves. Goods, servants, commodities, weres, and these were used in the most derogatory way. It was cruel. I read through the letters and knew it wouldn't
Nikolas POV After the meeting, Qusack and Abraham left the office so they could attend to the correspondence. I was hopeful that we would find some answers, something that we could use to help with my coronation. I wondered how deep the plot was but planned to unravel the story and get to the trut
"Tell me, Abraham. I will read it after," I said. "One is a correspondence between Leon Kowalski and your mother before she married your father. It is a carbon copy of the original he sent to her. The other is a letter between Frederick and your mother while married to your father after Leon's dea
"Well, she was a very gifted baker," Piotr finally spoke, and we all agreed. "Ania, you handle dessert henceforth. Make sure you get all the help you need. I do not want you doing it alone. If they give you trouble in the kitchen, report to Qusack. He will handle it." I said and looked at the cake.







