The Midnight Whispers.

The Midnight Whispers.

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He was a god. With a gaze so cold it could freeze rivers with a glance. With a touch so warm it could melt icebergs. With a voice so powerful it could crumble mountains with a word. He was a devil. But his tounge could twist in so many ways to make you to believe he was an angel dressed as sin itself. He was Lucian, Lucian Xander Kilbourne. All it took was a glance, a touch and a word and he could have you in chains with him as your only lock and key. A god. A devil. An angel. A man. ------------------------------- Left with nothing she had nothing to fear. Life had become about surviving more than it did living. She wasn't broken because she was never whole. She had never known failure because she had never aimed for success. She was the person that was always a second option never the first. Sinai craves warmth, freedom, belonging and safety but most of all she craves love. Believing that it's the only option she has to ever feeling like someone.
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I stood up, crossing the room to where he stood, and placed a hand on his chest. His heart was pounding beneath my palm, strong and steady, and it gave me the courage to speak. "I'm not afraid of you, Lucian. I'm afraid of losing you." His breath hitched, and for a moment, I thought he might push me away. But then he closed the distance between us, his hands gripping my waist as if he couldn't bear to let go. "Elara, you don't know what you're saying," he whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "If something happened to you because of me..." I didn't let him finish. Instead, I reached up, cupping his face in my hands, and kissed him. The moment our lips touched, it was like a spark igniting a wildfire. All the fear, the uncertainty, the danger-it melted away in the heat of that kiss. Lucian kissed me back with a desperation that matched my own, his hands tightening on my waist as if he was trying to memorize the feel of me against him. The kiss was wild, raw, filled with all the emotions we'd been holding back for so long. It was a kiss that spoke of need, of passion, of a love that was dangerous and unstoppable. ********* In a world where the line between humanity and the supernatural blurs, Elara's life takes a dramatic turn when she encounters Lucian, the enigmatic and powerful Alpha of a hidden werewolf pack.

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