Reborn And Remade: Ruining My Toxic Family

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to Mike. She stood in the lobby on the cheap, patterned carpet, her face a mask of

alking off to her own room without another word. I caught the key card smoothly. Watching her st

ok a long, hot shower, washing away the grime of the day

decided to find the motel's vending machine. I pulled the hood of my faded sweatshirt over my

ir cold and clean after the heavy rain. A

, playful voice. "Archer, are you sick in the head? You could be in a five star

deep, and incredibly dangerous rumble

name felt strangely familiar, bu

of eyes on my back. The gaze was sharp and intensely focused, exactly like a top predator t

dy bars. From the corner of my eye, I saw the blond man, Kennedy, walk

ed captain of Briar University's ice hockey team, his athletic build was intimidating

nd the rain had made the concrete floor dangerously slick. As I tried to w

I could hit the ground, a large, incredibly stron

ockey stick, gripped my waist with a possessive, burning heat that seeped right through my thin sweatshirt. I was instantly enveloped in his scent, a

p and fell into a p

y and an intense hunger I could not name. My heart skipped a heavy beat. The air between us seemed to crackle, suddenly ho

his voice a husky vibr

ently pushed myself out of his grip, tearing my gaz

art hammering wildly against my ribs. Those eye

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te black Audi RS7, I lowered my phone. My palm still

eat, my voice laced with a dark, undeniable obsessio

sted metal of that horrific crash. I knew she had sacrificed herself to save a mother who did not even care about her, spending a month in the ICU and ruining her brilliant hands. I had wat

I was letting her slip

iper's nest of the Morgan estate. I leaned back into the leather seat, a dark, predatory smirk curving my l