Home with You (Coming soon

Home with You (Coming soon

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Skylar and Damon embark on the next chapter of their story, filled with new challenges, growth, and joy. As they plan their dream wedding, they also prepare to embrace the life-changing journey of parenthood. Skylar discovers her strength and grace in her new role, evolving into the person she's always wanted to be. Meanwhile, Damon works hard to become the partner and father, facing his own trials. But their path is far from smooth. As they navigate moments of jealousy, longing, and unexpected obstacles, their love is tested in ways they never imagined. Together, Skylar and Damon must learn how to balance their dreams with their realities, proving that true love can overcome anything. Teaser: I stood my ground, The woman across from me lounged in her false confidence, her heeled boots perched on Damon's desk as if she owned the space or him. . "Sweet Lord," Damon's deep, velvety voice rumbled faintly from the other side of the door, the sound wrapping around me like a warm caress. The door swung open with deliberate force. Clad in his training uniform, the fabric clung to his broad shoulders and sculpted arms, each muscle seeming to pulse with restrained energy. His dark eyes locked onto mine. I crossed my arms, defiance mingling with desire. Adrian stormed in, his presence a sharp interruption, grabbing the intruder by the arm and practically dragging her out. "You must have a death wish," he muttered, voice low and charged. "Never get between them. Ever." The air was electric, every unspoken word an echo of the undeniable truth: Damon was mine, and I was his. "Baby," Damon started, his voice softer now, but I cut him off. "Shut up," I shot back, slipping off my jacket, and letting it drop to the floor as I strode toward him.
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BOOK THREE OF THE BLACK SERIES *this book CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "Get the hell off of me, Lucian," I snapped angrily, smacking the palm of my hands on his muscular back as he carried me out of the club. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" It wasn't until he carried me upstairs and into a VIP room that he set me on my feet. I wobbled from the combination of my heels and the alcohol finally reaching my brain. It didn't stop me from glaring at him, but he just stared back, his eyes blank. As always. He's never been a talker, unlike me. What the hell was he even doing here? "You can't just walk on the dance floor and throw me over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes," I snapped, trying to get passed him. "I'm not a kid anymore, Lucian, okay? I'm not yours to protect - I never have been!" Hearing those words must have triggered him because he snapped. Lucian roughly grabbed me by the waist and pushed me against the cold wall, his body pressed right against mine. My eyes widened in shock and I met his blazing glare, feeling his hand creep up to my hair and twist it in his knuckles. I tried to force the lump down my throat but felt the confidence leave my body. "I can do damn well as I please when I see my woman dancing with a man who would want nothing more than to take her back to his place," he growled out, tilting my head up by my hair. Our lips were almost touching. I suddenly can't breathe. "You're mine, Mia," he spoke, this time his words low and raspy. "You always have been - never fucking forget that."

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