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Lost Inside: Chapter 15; by Cia Nordwell:

“Fuck you, asshole.” Benny flipped off the driver who swiped the parking spot he’d waited for.

“Not very nice.” Yuri crossed his arms over his chest.

“His smirk as he stole my spot wasn’t nice either,” Benny snapped.

“Maybe he has an emergency. That’s what that sign says over there.” He pointed at the sign to the Emergency Room doors.

“I doubt it.” Benny was pretty sure the guy was just a jerk. Yuri didn’t seem to think bad of anyone though. It made him worry that his mate might trust the wrong person.

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Sunrise: by Victoria Adams:

The pressure of J’dol’s lips on Sian’s caused her heart to flutter. She melted into his body as he tightened his embrace. She felt his hips press against hers as her breasts molded against his firm chest. Never had a moment been so perfect. The two of them standing by the edge of a lake, warm sun shining down as they passionately kissed.

With a confused gasp, Sian found herself ripped from J’dol as he stepped back. What had gone wrong? She cast her gaze over his face? It was lined with confusion and sadness.

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Ghalib’s Decision, part 1: by Grace R. Duncan:

Ghalib approached the malik’s chambers and paused in front of the guards. “Hello, Ghalib!” The one on the left greeted him.

Ghalib smiled. “Good evening, Shahid. How are you this evening?”

“Grateful to be in out of the brewing storm.”

“Indeed.” Ghalib nodded. “We have been busy, closing everything up and making sure everyone is safe.”

Shahid nodded. “It is a lot of work. Captain Akil came through earlier to make sure we were all accounted for. It promises to be a long few days cooped up.”

Ghalib grinned. “I’m sure most will find something to occupy their time. I imagine the pleasure slaves will be quite busy.”

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My Guardian Angel Is A Cockblocker, CH 7: by Andrew Q. Gordon:

Donovan swept a lock of brown hair behind his ear. Alex tried not to notice his cousin’s amazing blue eyes as they stared at each other across his bed. “I tried not to be picked, but I had no choice. Your father suggested it and mine accepted before I could say no.”

“Then you should have changed his mind.” This close to his cousin, alone, he felt his control threatened. He needed to relax before he did something foolish. “How could you think I’d want you this close to me?”

“It’s been over four years. I thought….”

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Sahel: by Larry Benjamin

Waiting for the light to change so I could cross, I stared at the row of dilapidated houses—some with porches newly painted bright colors, others, lacking hope, were shrouded in their original dusty brick and crumbling brownstone—all squeezed together and leaning to the left as if in defiance of the hill on which they sat, which leaned to the right.

The light changed and I hurried across the street. I was practically shaking with fright and excitement. Tonight, I would ask Sahel to marry me. My nerves were as jangly as the wind chimes on the porch. The ring in my pocket seemed to be burning a hole in my pocket.

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