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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.

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Poking her womb

Zayne and Aubrianne had one singular goal: completing their marking process. As such, they moved in sync.

Their caresses and touches aimed at soliciting sweet sensations that would ripple through their bodies as their skin burned with heat. It was like licks of charring fire.

Add in their natural hunger for each other after being apart for a week and yearning for each other daily, which only heightened with the anticipation of solidifying their bond. So it was like dashing some gasoline into the already frenzied and flaming blaze.

Aubrianne was down to her baby blue thongs, and Zayne was naked. He had torn off Aubrianne's stringed piece while Aubrianne had ripped off his shirt and pulled his pants down, Zayne assisting her by kicking them away.

Then her nails and fingers slowly stretched out, morphing into claws, and she swiftly sliced his boxers off. He sustained a slight slice at the waist of the shorts that quickly healed.