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After Rebirth, I Refused the Cruel Alpha and Married the Dead Alpha King
"For the honor of the fallen Nelson Pack, I humbly ask for Lady Kelli's hand." Demonte's voice echoed through the grand banquet hall as he knelt before the Alpha King. The crystal chandeliers blinded me, but it was the phantom pain of jagged silver blades piercing my chest that made my breath catch. I looked down at my smooth, unscarred hands. I was back. Reborn on the exact night of my seventeenth year when my life was bartered away like worthless livestock. Demonte played the chivalrous Alpha, pretending to save a "useless, wolfless orphan" like me. Beside him, his secret lover Baylee shed theatrical tears, playing the selfless martyr willing to share her man. In my past life, I believed their sickening lies. I let them use a twisted marriage rite to steal my pack's million acres and ten thousand loyal warriors, only to be locked in a dark dungeon while they slaughtered my remaining kin. My heart hammered violently against my ribs, but my blood boiled with cold, unyielding fury. Why should this adopted hypocrite be allowed to steal my inheritance and erase the sacrifice of his own pureblood brother? I refused to take Demonte's outstretched hand. Instead, I sank to the cold marble floor before the throne and demanded to fulfill an ancient honor pact by marrying his deceased brother, the fallen hero Edward Wiley. Just as the royal court erupted in mockery over my vow to a dead man, the heavy iron doors crashed open, and a terrifying, blood-drenched warrior stepped out of the freezing northern gale.
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Sweet Pussy
Lonely, sex-deprived, and horny could pretty much sum up the lives of Preshy. Preshy desired to be licked in places guys never knew existed. Preshy wanted all of her misery to be sexed away, while Liz was a girl that wanted to have fun. Mike is nothing more than a vivid fantasy that comes equipped w
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Forbidden Mania
Mishka Basu never asked for much, just a quiet life, free from the whispers of a past she never chose. But fate has other plans when Arsh Malhotra storms into her world, a man who is both her salvation and her ruin. He is chaos wrapped in charm, a man who loves like a madman, possessive, untamed, a
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His Mania
"leave me" she whispered in a heavy voice. " never gattina" he spoke huskily while moving his fingers along her thigh which made her shiver. " i..i...am..m...not..y..yours" she stuttered, enjoying the havoc creating in her body by his calloused fingers. Suddenly he wrapped his sexy digits again
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WET PUSSY
On the rain-soaked streets of Blackthorn City, whispers follow a drenched black cat the locals call Wet Pussy. To some, it's just a stray. To others, it's an omen. But to one woman, its sudden appearance at her doorstep marks the beginning of a nightmare. After a stormy night leaves her staring at
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The Black Death, and The Dancing Mania
The account of "The Black Death" here translated by Dr. Babington was Hecker's first important work of this kind. It was published in 1832, and was followed in the same year by his account of "The Dancing Mania." The books here given are the two that first gave Hecker a wide reputation. Please Note
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