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The Alpha Prince's Forbidden Love

As my eyes remained locked into Jordan's, a sudden rush of memories flooded my mind, transporting me back to our innocent childhood days to the day Jordan told me that he would be the first and only man I would ever mate. Overcome with emotion, tears of both happiness and pain trickled down my ear as I held Jordan's head firmly. "Sweetheart, you know I love you, right?" Jordan whispered, his voice deep and sensual, breaking the cold silence that had enveloped the room. "I know and I love you more," I responded in a broken whisper. "I have fantasized about this moment for years. A moment you would look me in the eyes and tell me how much you love me as you deflower me," I said as tears continued streaming down my ear. I had always fantasized about a sweet moment with Jordan. A moment that was free of pain. I never knew it would be the sweetest and most painful experience I had ever experienced in my life. "My heart beats solely for you," Jordan's sensual voice lured me into a relaxed mood as he continued trying to penetrate me.  ________________ Jordan, the Alpha Prince, fell in love with Thalia, a common maid and a human who served in his wealthy family. What seemed like childhood affection blossomed into an unbreakable bond. The more the werewolf community tries to stop them, the more they uncover lots of buried secrets that make them realize that Thalia is not actually who they think she is. [Warning: Mature Content]

Kelsey_ · 现代言情
分數不夠
114 Chs

What is Special About The Third Novel?

As early as 4 a.m., I eagerly climbed out of bed and immediately started boiling water for our baths. We had to be at the riverside by 6 a.m., and I couldn't contain my excitement. This meeting was an opportunity for me to finally share my work with my confidante, and hopefully get it published.

"What about her third novel that you haven't read?" Jenna asked.

"I will tell her the simple truth when I see her."

"Alright, I hope she won't get angry."

"She won't," I responded nonchalantly, wondering what was so special about that third novel. Perhaps it contained some secret about her past life or hidden truths about the world. I said to myself.

"But why did she keep asking you about that third novel?" Jenna asked. "What's so special about it?" Jenna asked as if she read my mind.

"I don't know," I responded.

"I read all her novels and they are all interesting. No one is more interesting than the other."