midnight mass sierra simone

Warning: This book contains explicit dark content, dark romance if you’re not in for a ride, please skip!! (Tales of a masseuse) Strictly 18+

After my parents passed away, Uncle Mike took me in. When greedy relatives tried to snatch away my inheritance, he chased them off with a kitchen knife. “As long as I’m here, nobody lays a finger on this girl!” Aunt Rachel doted on me, calling me her precious baby and making me nutritious meals every day. My cousin Pete secretly slipped me pocket money and made sure to pick me up and drop me off at school, afraid I might get bullied. The neighbors all said I was lucky and to repay their kindness someday. On graduation day, I cooked them a lavish meal to show my appreciation. Every dish was laced with rat poison. I didn’t spare a single soul, not even the neighbors. I killed them all!

When Anaya is born as an omega to a pureblood alpha and his luna, her parents barely bat an eye as her birth comes with a prophecy from the moon goddess that she will be mated to the future alpha of a neighboring pack, a union which would create mass prosperity. After Anaya loses her parents to a mysterious plague, she realizes that there is a huge target on her back, and the only person willing to help her is Theo—her mate. But even that changes when Anaya is announced to be pregnant when she has never shared an intimate moment with her mate. What happens when Theo turns against Anaya and disappears into thin air after a rogue attack? And what secrets are being hidden by Anaya’s strange pregnancy?

« Êtes-vous absolument certaine de vouloir acheter cette Potion de Rupture du Lien ? Une fois consommée, elle dissoudra progressivement votre lien avec votre compagnon au cours de quinze jours. Après cela, le lien sera définitivement rompu. Il n’y a pas de retour en arrière, pas de place pour le regret. » Je hoche la tête sans hésiter. « Votre nom ? », demande-t-elle, prête à enregistrer la vente. « Sierra Morency. » La main de la sorcière s’immobilise, ses yeux s’élargissant de reconnaissance. Tout le monde dans notre pays sait que Damien Bisson, le Roi Alpha du Territoire du Nord, a une compagne Oméga qu’il a chérie et poursuivie pendant des années avant que leurs loups ne se lient finalement. Son nom est Sierra Morency. Sans hésiter, je bois la Potion de Rupture du Lien d’un seul trait. J’ouvre mon téléphone et réserve un billet aller vers l’Europe, partant exactement dans quinze jours. Cette fois, Alexandre ne me trouvera plus jamais.