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- Autore: zhiruyi
- Stato: In corso
- Classificazione per età: 18+
- 👁 112
- ⭐ 7.5
One night, Pollynia Lackris is snuggled up in her cozy queen-sized bed. The next morning, she wakes up naked, cheeks spread, With a drop-dead gorgeous man in between her legs. She thought the worst thing that could happen was her parents getting butchered by a rival pack. Wrong. Now she’s stuck with an Alpha who can’t go a full hour without touching her. She thought marriage would save her. She didn’t think she’d end up pinned to every surface in their house by a s*x-obsessed Alpha with stamina of a wolf. ... “Rael, we’ve done it three times today!” she gasped, breath hitching as he lifted her off the ground. Again. He grinned, lips brushing her ear. “Okay then, let’s make it five.” A SLOW BURN. STEAMY ROMANCE NOVEL.
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- Autore: zhiruyi
- Stato: In corso
- Classificazione per età: 18+
- 👁 37
- ⭐ 5.0
EXPLICIT CONTENT WARNING. It was Hana Verlice’s engagement party — but the only thing she could think about was that night three years ago. The night the Alpha's brother, Dante Carter pinned her against the backseat window of his car,cheeks pressed to the glass, her dress lifted to her waists, with his mouth buried between her legs. Now, she was hours away from marrying the Alpha. Elijah Osborne Carter — heir to Osborne Pharmaceuticals, and her father’s last hope of saving their crumbling empire. But as she slipped into her designer dress, her mind couldn't stop thinking about the one man she could never have. Dante. The mistake she was supposed to forget. The temptation she swore never to touch again. The younger brother who disappeared after that night and was never supposed to come back. But as she stepped out of her dressing room to join her soon-to-be husband at the party, there he was. Leaning at the foot of the stairs like raw sin. Messy hair. Dark eyes. That cocky mouth that once had her moaning his name in ecstacy. Her pulse quickened as her knees threatened to give out. She tried to breathe. To stay still. To pretend that night had never happened. But one look at him… and she knew she was in trouble. “What the hell are you doing here?” she whispered, her voice barely holding. He smirked, slow and knowing as his gaze dropped shamelessly to her lips. “Did you miss me, cookie?”
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