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Diana Hunter [Submission 01] Secret Submission [EC] (pdf)
Trina Lane [Perfect Love 05] The Perfect Balance [TEB] (pdf)
Chalker Jack L W Świecie Studni 1 Północ przy Studni Dusz (pdf)
Dale Goldhawk Getting What You Deserve The Adventures of Goldhawk Fights Back (pdf)
Heather Rainier [Divine Creek Ranch 02 Her Gentle Giant 01] No Regrets (pdf)
Arthur C Clarke & Stephen Baxter [Time Odyssey 02] Sunstorm (v4.0) (pdf)
Gabrielle Evans [Lawful Disorder 01] Lipstick and Handguns [Siren Classic] (pdf)
Deborah Siegel Sisterhood, Interrupted From Radical Women to Girls Gone Wild (pdf)
Alan Burt Akers [Dray Prescot 07] Arena of Antares (pdf)
Christy Poff [Internet Bonds 09] Terms of Surrender [WCP] (pdf)
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    "They're incredible, Kynyr."
    He leaned in and stole another kiss, his finger brushing her nipples.
    Kady looked askance at his hands. "You're not getting my legs open until I
    Call Courtship."
    Kynyr flushed with guilt. "Call Courtship, Kady. Please."
    "Soon, Kynyr. Soon."
    "Then at least allow me to announce it, like an engagement. I want people to
    know that you're mine."
    "Not yet, Kynyr. Announce it after I Call Courtship?"
    If Truth Dies [Lycan Blood Vol III]
    by Janrae Frank
    158
    "Whatever you want is fine with me." Kynyr sat down and watched Kady grinding
    herbs for a while. "There's a house for sale ... it's an estate really. One
    hundred acres of orchards.
    The house is lovely. Nine bedrooms in the family section and eight in the
    servants' wing. Maldwyn Softpaws designed it and it's one of his best. If you
    like it, I'll buy it."
    Kady stopped grinding and gazed at Kynyr as if re-
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    assessing him. She thought she had fallen in love with a simple guardsmon, but
    she was steadily discovering that there was far more to Kynyr than she
    dreamed. "You have that kind of money?"
    "I have a very large trust fund. My family is not poor farmers, although we do
    farm."
    "You have so many secrets, Kynyr. Some times I wonder if
    I really know you."
    "There are things I can't tell you, Kady. But on my word of honor, there's
    nothing dark or evil in it. You do believe me?"
    Kady leaned over and kissed him. "Yes, I believe you."
    "Would you like to look at the house with me? It's close to the manor and it
    would be a nice place to raise children."
    "I'll be happy to look at it." Kady's head swam at the thought of living in
    such a place. She had expected a small house that would quickly be filled with
    children, something barely larger than a traditional longhouse. "But if it's
    so big, I'll never be able to take care it."
    "I'll purchase five or six nibari."
    "Can we look at it tomorrow?"
    A house ... a huge house with servants and orchards. Imagine that.
    "I'll make the arrangements. You'll love it, Kady."
    If Truth Dies [Lycan Blood Vol III]
    by Janrae Frank
    159
    * * * *
    Baroucha looked more like an old white-haired toad than a lycan as she
    prepared the foxglove extract that Robert Morcar would be picking up in a few
    hours. She reached into the drawer, brought out the arcane poison that Malthus
    had given her, and added the prescribed number of drops to Claw's medicine.
    Malthus had assured her that it was undetectable.
    She had fantasized for years about Claw's death. She would have poisoned him
    long ago if she had not been afraid of getting caught.
    The Redhands had killed her beloved Alistar Weems, the father of her only cub.
    Tarrant Redhand and Todd Sinclair had staked Alistar nude over an anthill,
    driven silver spikes through his wrists and ankles, and then put a silver
    spike runed with terrible magics through his belly. Alistar died screaming.
    She wondered sometimes what had become of her cub, which she had abandoned at
    a monastery when she and
    Cahira had fled the final battle of the Lycan Rebellion. Later she learned
    that the difficult birth had left her womb too scarred to produce another.
    Malthus had promised to kill all the Redhands, including the bastard son of
    Tarrant Redhand and all of his offspring, including Kynyr.
    Claw had sent for Sheradyn Kelly to be Merissa's personal physician during her
    pregnancy. Baroucha hated Sheradyn almost as much as she hated the Redhands.
    Once Sheradyn got there, Claw would be getting his medicine from either
    If Truth Dies [Lycan Blood Vol III]
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    Atreius Ivanstern's apothecary or from Cahira. Baroucha would no longer be
    able to get the poison into the chieftain.
    That thought prompted her to pull the stopper out again and double the amount
    of poison. "Die you old bastard."
    The bell on her door rang, telling her someone had entered the shop. She hid
    the poison in a drawer, grabbed the medicine for Claw, and walked out.
    Robert Morcar stood waiting. "Hello, Baroucha. I'm here for Claw's medicine."
    "You're early."
    "Claw has run out of it." He raked a hand through his coarse close-clipped
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    raven hair.
    "I have it right here." She handed him the bottle. "This will help."
    "What are you treating him for?"
    "That's none of your business."
    "I think it is. Everything that affects Claw, affects us all."
    Baroucha got a sly look. "It's his heart. He's heading for a heart attack.
    There's no way to prevent it."
    Robert frowned, drawing deep lines across his forehead and pushing his
    eyebrows together. "If he dies before
    Merissa's babes are born ... I don't know who the elders would put in charge.
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