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"S-Stay away from me..." The words caught in Vivienne's throat. She tried to push herself backward, but her shoulders struck cold stone. There was nowhere left to go. Her heartbeat pounded so hard it drowned out everything else. The man stood a few steps away, dressed entirely in black. A hood concealed his hair. A mask erased his face. Only his eyes remained visible. Even they refused to give anything away. "There's nowhere to run." His voice was low. Rough. Steady. It carried through the silence as though he'd said something obvious. Vivienne forced herself to breathe. "If..." Her voice broke. "If you were going to kill me..." She swallowed against the lump in her throat. "...why didn't you do it before?" Her vision blurred. Tears burned at the corners of her eyes. "I shouldn't have seen any of this..." Pain throbbed through her legs. Warm blood soaked into the torn fabric of her jeans. Everything below her knees felt strangely distant. Numb. The man didn't move. For a long moment, neither of them spoke. Then- "I know." His answer came almost quietly. "You saw everything." A chill crept over Vivienne's skin. His head tilted slightly. "And that's exactly why..." He took one slow step forward. "...I'm not going to kill you." Her breath caught. What? Nothing about this made sense. Every story she'd followed. Every article she'd read. Every victim... None of them had been spared. "So listen carefully." Another step. The distance between them disappeared. "If anyone asks..." His gaze settled on hers. "...you never saw me." Vivienne couldn't look away. His gloved hand lifted. For one terrifying second, she was certain he was reaching for her throat. Instead... His fingertips brushed a tear from her cheek. The touch was impossibly gentle. So gentle it felt wrong. "You deserve a chance." A pause. His voice dropped to almost a whisper. "Even if I am the devil."

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In a world where humans coexist with other races, known yet unknown to them, the throes of fate force a young human woman to leave the familiarity of her world and thrust her right into the arms of a scarred alpha. Lillian, a single mother of five-year-old twin boys, was welcomed home one night by the horrors of death and blood. Forced to flee with her children, she ends up on pack land. Her new life in the pack will unravel secrets that will lead her to question everything she knows about herself. Noah is the alpha of his pack. A series of kidnapping disturb the peace of the neighboring territories. In the middle of attempting to solve the issue, a human female drops into his land. Everything about Lillian is a paradox, and Noah doesn't know how to deal with a human who doesn't accept his authority, and who gives life to conflicting emotions in his scarred heart. excerpt: He should kill her. It was only one life, a reasonable price to pay in order to protect their secrets. "You'll die," he repeated, looking down at the fire in her eyes. She took a deep breath, the smell of fear disappearing again. "Take care of my boys." she smiled at him and closed her eyes. Noah's hands lifted. One move. Quick and painless. Simple. Humans were so easy to kill. Her slender neck would break without a real effort on his part. The wolf raged again, Noah's muscles turned rigid, fighting the beast for control. It had never happened before. Noah's hand touched her neck. Her skin was freezing. A lone tear slid out of Lillian's eye. She bit her trembling lip and Noah followed the action. Her body was trembling, from cold or fear, he didn't know. *This book is part of the Blue Flames world. However, it can be read as a standalone.

Victor's hands trembled as he felt goosebumps spread across his skin. He knew it was here. Right beside him. Then a sudden rough voice that cut through the silence, "Just let me in." Victor's cheeks were dry now, the tears long gone. Now he doesn't know what to do. Laugh? Scream? Finally lose his mind? None of that would change the fact that the ghost followed him home. To his new home. And it wasn't even his fault.