Book 5 of The Claimed Series I didn't hear anymore. Pain sliced through me, rocking me backward on my heels. My knees almost gave out with the shock of it and I clutched at my gut before my hand moved up to my heart. It ached. Everything ached, and I whimpered out a little before lifting my head to him and looked him dead in the eyes. "Thank you," I whispered before I let the full pain consume me. My foot stepped backward and I was falling suddenly over the cliff to my certain doom. I didn't want another mate, didn't want to leave my parents. I just wanted to feel no pain, and this was the only way I thought I could achieve it. I heard a yell, though it wasn't my own. The whole time my body plummeted toward the water I was silent. As if I'd gone temporarily mute. The pain was still there and it made breathing hard to come by, but I closed my eyes and looked down, the sting of the wind making my cheeks feel like sleet was pelting at me unforgivingly. Holding my breath, I plunged beneath the surface of the cold water and waited for my lungs to give out and liquid to fill me. But that was the problem with death. Sometimes if didn't want to come easy, and the body's first reaction was to survive. Survive at any cost. Just as I thought my lungs would burst with the need for air, my head popped up above the water and I took a deep, necessary breath. The only thing I could hear was the water, and I rode along with the current, my body hitting hard, jagged rocks every few feet. I felt ribs crack and a bone in my shoulder become displaced from its socket. There was so much pain that after a while, I didn't feel anything anymore except for the chill of the river. It was freezing and my teeth chattered-that was when I wasn't trying to gulp life-saving air into my body to keep it alive. I wanted to die. My body fought to live. At some point I think I passed out and everything went dark.

"Fuckbuddy time, eh?" Shelly frowned at Stefan but said nothing. "Yup." He was unashamed of his ongoing friends with benefits status. "You should try dating instead of just fucking. There's that new girl at the resort. Sheila, I think her name is. She's-" "Not my type," Case interjected gruffly. "Get off my back about making me some one-woman man all the time. I don't bother the fuck out of you to have more fun and get out of the house every once in a while. Don't try to force your views on me to settle down." Because if you only knew who I'd want that with, you'd beat me black and blue. Stefan sighed in resignation. Case knew he reprieve would only last a little while, so he moved quickly to the front door before opening it. "Have fun." Shelly's voice stopped him. There was no judgment in it, and it took everything in Caysen not to turn around and say something-anything-back to her. Before the wrong words could fall from his lips, he simply looked askance over his shoulder at her and nodded his head before walking out the door and shutting it behind him.

Aurora Devon has lost the only man she has ever loved in a tragic accident two years ago. To drown out the pain she keeps herself occupied by working a mediocre job during the day and fucking Steele Anderson at night or whenever convenient, the community's handsome protector of the law. Kane Masters is a mysterious passer entering the small unwelcoming town of Clyde Banks with an agenda. He has no intentions of staying, no intentions of forming any attachments. He's there for one purpose only, or so he thought. Neither Kane or Aurora wants to want one another but a lustful attraction ensues. With Steele wanting and needing more than Aurora can give and Kane being able to give Aurora exactly what she wants and needs, situations shift, jealousy arises, and secrets become unleashed.

Arlo Ramalio is a man haunted by the horror that is his job, Harlyn Royce is a woman he saves but will his mistake of falling for her cost him everything? Book 2 in the Dangerous series. "No, Carmelito had a plan of action in place in case of extended periods of absence or death, I have to see them through." "The thing with plans is, they are subjected to change, despite your rigid refusal to believe. Otherwise, they would be called, 'concrete' or 'immovable', maybe even 'set in stone'" this made her chuckle. "I promised," she looked back at me with sadness, hoping I would understand, but I refused to. "So, I will deliver her safely with you." She seemed to pause whilst staring at me, I didn't want to let her go, she was my calm, the one person that could soothe the confusion fog, I was not prepared, under any circumstances, to relinquish her. With knotted brows, she draws both lips between her teeth and bites, "what if I can't come back, Arlo? What if the hunt for revenge never stops?" I had no answer for that. Carmelito being the man he was, had endless enemies and who knows if all of them knew he was dead or not. What if they didn't know he was dead and then they would seek revenge anyway?

Pierce Tyler's high school fantasy just moved back to town after years away, will Avaleria Jonahson's past destroy everything? *** Warning, This story contains MATURE content and should be read by 18 and over *** I liked Cole instantly, she was loud and outgoing, she gave as good as she got and was not afraid to go toe to toe with anyone, she was spunky. I had a feeling she was one of those true, decent and loyal friends that I always dreamed I'd have one day. "So Lyera, rumour says that you came back from the city, why?" In my head I was singing her praises, right now, I wanted to kick her in the shin. My face paled, thankfully Kae stepped in. "My sister here murdered someone," I chuckled. "God Kae, how long do you reckon it will take for that rumour to make its way around?" "Well, I'm hoping by the end of tonight but I'd give it two hours." "Okay, so if we're going to commit to this? Why not make up something really good?"

Elle's heart pounded in her chest now. She wanted to leap into his arms and taste his lips, feel his body. She wanted to have him, all of him, right here, right now. If he took another step, she wouldn't be able to resist. And he did. _________ Elle fell in love with Adam a long time ago, but when she finally got the chance to be with him, she blew it by moving away to land her dream job. Now, three years after she left, she sees him again and is utterly devastated at how much she still loves him. After a night of pure passion, they both wake up to some unexpected news that will either make or break them, once again.

Sequel to His Obsession: (STILL ONGOING- NO I HAVENT DISCONTINUED IT) As extravagant as love can be, many pay the price to well-enjoy it. After years of desperate searching, they've grown to accept the fact that those who disappear without a trace, were gone forever. But what if they were wrong? What if those who they were looking for, simply didn't want to be found? When old love unites, what will happen if these old flames collide with new ones? Danica quickly learns to realize how borderline evil the Hierarchy could be, and what fine price Danica and Eric would have to pay. Along the way, the unthinkable occurs. But this time, she's not the hostage. Danica catches an understanding that the worst thing about secrets are that they could be kept by people you had trusted deeply. When the dark history of Eric, Santiago, and Alessandra slowly untwine, they each get caught in their own alarming surprises. Some in which could cost them their future. As they all know, in the Hierarchy- death is normal. ----- Highest Rank: #27 in Romance. 6/20/18 IMPORTANT: Please do not read any further if you have not read His Obsession, but intend to. Thank you. DISCLAIMER: This story contains violence and mature scenes. Read at your own risk. His Indulgence. Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.

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