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2024-10-29 19:42:56"Tell me again why I'm doing this?" Aimee muttered as she and Adam snuck across the yard from the packhouse. Adam looked nervous, and he was slow to answer, "Do you believe in dreams, boss?" Aimee looked at him sideways as they rounded the corner.
"What kind of dreams?" She asked as they went past the clinic and through the main gate leading to the holding cells.
"The kind of dreams where a beautiful lady comes and tells you that your one-night stand is also your mate and that if you don't get her out of the hole, her pack will kill her kind of dream?" Adam confessed.
"Holy shit!"
Aimee looked at Adam to see if he was taking the piss, but one glance told her he wasn't. She exhaled slowly, "Enough said." She conceded as they stopped in front of the hole. Aimee tried forcing the lock, but it easily withstood the strength of a wolf, and Adam shook his head, laughing quietly as he pulled out a mini blowtorch from his jacket.
Kneeling, he crouched while
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This concludes His Achilles heel. Don't worry, though. The big story doesn't end here. The thing about my books that readers don't realize is they are all connected. The spinoff series of this book is called Aces and Eights: The inner six. If you got caught up in the smiling assassin's charm or the stud's cockiness, then this is the series for you. Read on to discover what becomes of the six original members of Braxton and Aimee's crew. If the supernatural is something you'd rather sink your teeth into, and sexy Braxton is on your 'to-do' list, then hook into the Fated series, where Brax and Aimee team up with the 'it' Alpha couple Shadow and Isabella Stalker-although this series is not for the faint of heart.Looking for a good Judge and Jury series? Did the legend of Karistus intrigue you? Damon and Lisa's story begins in Unworthy: The cleansing wars. My supernatural world has no limits. Do you crave a dominating dragon lord? Try Dragon Fire and fall in love with Ragnar or
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