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Some powers should never awaken. Some truths were meant to stay buried.

In a world where 60% of the population is born with powers they can name, control, and define, Aile Tsukia is something else entirely. A blank space, She carries a hollow heart and a power without a name… one that doesn’t just destroy, but drags the world’s oldest nightmares out of the dark and into the present.

She remembers nothing of who she truly is. Only the cold edge of vengeance. Only the quiet, consuming wrath that haunts her every dream.

Until she meets someone who begins to change the way she sees her world, someone who understands her in ways no one else can… and may be the only one capable of holding back the terrifying power inside her.

The government buried the truth for a century. Now, it’s clawing its way back to the surface.

He thrust into my mouth when it opened, going so deep that I immediately choked. I began to struggle under him as panic set in. I couldn’t see anything, but his body and his weight on my chest were making it hard to breathe. Suddenly, he yelled in frustration before pulling his shaft out of my mouth.
He smirked at me. “Darcy, come here.”
I watched as a stunning brunette walked into the room, immediately moving to his side of the bed to lower her mouth onto his cock. He leaned back against the headboard with one arm behind his head. I stared at the woman in shock as she continued to perform oral on my husband. My husband! In my house! In my bed! In front of my face! I turned my head to look at him.


A sequel to Daddy's Grownup Babygirl. This is Brennan's and Leah's story. Brennan is Joseph Morgan's brother, and created The Garden of Eden to escape his own past trauma while helping other people recover from their own. When Leah arrives, seeking to get revenge on her husband, she tries to break down his walls while trying to build herself back up. Can she break him just enough to build him back up? Or will he fight back and lose the only woman he ever thought could be his last chance at love?

The dealership called to inform me that my Rolls-Royce Starlight Headliner had been replaced with a pink one and was ready for pickup.
I was bewildered. I hadn't driven that car in ages—why would anyone change the headliner without my knowledge?
I confronted my husband, who managed our garage, demanding an explanation.
"Honey, maybe they got their wires crossed. I'll swing by the dealership later and sort it out."
I wasn't about to waste my breath. Instead, I called my friend directly—she happened to own the dealership.
"William's having an affair. I'm going to catch him red-handed."