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Welcome, dear reader! You've stumbled upon the wall of a dreamer and wanderer through the worlds created with ink and imagination. I enjoy weaving stories that move between reality and fantasy, delving into the human spirit, untamed love, and the mysteries that lurk in the shadows. Stay awhile and let the stories speak to your soul!
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The Loathed Luna: A Sister's Substitute

The Loathed Luna: A Sister's Substitute

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Warning: This book contains violence, explicit sexual content, and scenes that may be disturbing to some readers, such as coercion and emotional and physical harm. Reader discretion is strongly advised. **** I was thirteen years old when the most feared Alpha rode into our small village. My sister was fourteen, but already marked by destiny. The Alpha was sixteen, but whispered about in fearful tones by warriors twice his age. They described him as cruel, cold-blooded, and untouchable. He took my sister's hand, promising protection, loyalty, and a future bound in blood and power, bound by an old oath sworn between our fathers. Our father died many years ago, and the promise was all that kept us from ruin. But none of this would happen because two days after her eighteenth birthday, my sister's lifeless body was discovered in the depths of our favorite lake, broken and surrounded by unanswered questions. The village whispered murder while the Alpha offered no tears or answers, only silence. **** A year later, bound by the same promise, I stood at the altar, surrounded by wolves who bowed their heads in terror, forced to pledge forever to the same man who promised my sister the world, but there were no such promises for me, only loud, cold silence.

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Under the Mistletoe: He Chose My Brother

Under the Mistletoe: He Chose My Brother

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“I'm sorry." Nikolai choked. “I didn't want you to find out like this, but I can't continue living a lie. I tried to love you, to be what and who I was supposed to be, but every day felt like I was drowning. I want to live my truth, and I'm sorry it happens to be with your brother." *** With her job covering the cost of a luxurious week-long year-end retreat, Reva was looking forward to a well-deserved vacation that she hoped would provide a reset and opportunity to relax. But after a wild night of partying, she awoke to discover her husband missing from their bed. Disoriented and hungover, she stumbled through the villa, drawn in by strange sounds. Following the sounds, her world collapsed at the sight of her husband and brother tangled in the dark.

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Bound to the Capo

Bound to the Capo

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“Why do you suddenly want out of this marriage? Who the fuck are you screwing, you dumb bitch?!” “I'm not screw-” I tried to explain, but he was already on me and I screamed as he dragged me up by my neck, his hand so tight on my throat I couldn’t breathe. “Who is it?!” he growled. “Who the fuck would dare!” **** In a world absent the mate bond, alliances were formed through blood, power, and betrayal rather than fate. Makena Blackwell was born into the mafia's lowest-ranking position, promised at birth to a powerful heir in exchange for her family's survival. She was ready to marry him. But he was ready to destroy her. On the night she was meant to die, however, something impossible happened. A man rose from the icy steel trays of her father’s morgue. He was a stranger, with no memory, no name, and no pulse. And when their gazes met, fate spoke the word they never expected to hear in their lifetime, echoing so loudly in their souls it shook the very fabric of their being. “Mate!” The man the world left for dead wasn’t just anyone; he was the dread every mafia house feared, and he was hers. She was promised to a prince of power… but fate gave her the king of the dead.

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