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Here Kitty Kitty: Chapter 19.2 by Carol Pedroso
Fran sat next to Meg and continued eating her sandwich as she looked around the table.
“Where, Conny?” she asked between bites.
Tristan suppressed a laughed when he realized she meant O’Connor. “O’Connor is on his way. I sent a spelled necklace to the infirmary and told the medics to give it to him as soon as he woke up. I felt the spell activate about twenty minutes ago. The necklace will suppress the mate bond enough to alleviate the pain he is experiencing.”
Everyone nodded, including Fran who’d finished her sandwich and was now munching on a packet of
In Pieces #45 (11.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Ryan kept a wary eye on Brandon as he moved about, taking photos of the band and the crowd. Once he decided he had enough, he found a place to stand near the stage, one with a great view of Ben. Watching Ben, he was struck by how easily he tamed his audience—they were virtually eating out of his hand, openly adoring him and the band. Ben had an onstage persona that just wouldn’t quit. Despite the fact that he was dressed like a priest, he exuded an undeniable sexiness. Fans cried out his name, swaying or rocking to the beat of the music.
Ben must have been keeping an eye on Ryan as well. Ryan was rewarded between numbers with Ben’s blinding smile, accompanied by air kisses. Ryan felt as giddy and excited as a teenager in the throes of his first love. Why not? Ben was his first love… and would be his last. Ryan was sure of that.
Rilecca leaned forward. “That means I am more my father’s daughter than even he knows.” A wicked smile crossed her face. She looked… smug. “He has allowed his power to stagnate here at home, facing outward and looking to control the universe. His reach matters little when his base of power is so fragile that a few well-placed blows will remove all support for him.”
Anyas gaped at her. “He has the council at his side.”
“Bah.” She waved a hand. “A bunch of old fools. Ones who all have their own heirs they’ve keep dangling on scraps of power
Adrift: Chapter 33 by J. Alan Veerkamp