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Diaries of a Hybrid and Her Mate

R18 ***MATURE CONTENT*** Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, The student, the Hybrid, the stripper, and the aspiring Accountant. Raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. Time spent at her part-time job, she eventually grew into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever. Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come? Join Aubrianne on her journey as she discovers a whole new world and who/what she is. She also navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting and thrilling events that come her way... Excerpt: Aubrianne quickly jumped out of the vehicle and ran around to him. Then she heard her father's words, "Take him to the dungeons." Four men from her father's personal security stepped up to arrest Zayne to drag him off to the dungeons, and suddenly, the open atmosphere became charged and suffocating at the same time. Suddenly, the light and breezy atmosphere became still. When everyone under pressure struggled to look at the source, including the security guards, who suddenly looked pale, they saw a calm Aubrianne clutching her necklace in her hand, her eyes glowing that gorgeous blue, indicating Leia was out and very present and feral. "No one touches him." Aubrianne had stepped in front of her mate. The top of her head reached a little below Zayne's chest, and she spoke low and deadly. It was a fatal command that not one of them could refute. If they choose to fight her command, they die.

Sherryann Martinez · Fantasy
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231 Chs

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Aubrianne Ivanov POV

"Fine! Then all I ask is that Daniel take me to the airport." With that, in the heat of the moment, I imagined myself storming out the room in haste and making my way out of this house, heading home and aggressively packing my things and...

Yea, like I said, I imagined. Before I could have at least turned away from Mr. Grey Senior and taken a successful step to the door, he held onto my hand in a death grip.

In response, my eyes narrowed on his hand gripping my own, and I aggressively yanked my hand away.

My expression was very questioning and even more suspicious as I looked at him, eyebrows furrowed and eyes narrowed.

"What are...the words died in my throat. Mr. Grey looked like he was physically fighting with something and losing. He started to pale before my eyes.

My fierce demeanor and stance simmered into one of care and concern, "Are you alright?" Lawd father, did I give this man a heart attack?