Siren's Salvation

I had one rule: don't be with anyone in the club. And, I broke it.

Siren: It was lust at first sight. The first moment I saw him, I wanted to drag my acrylic nails down his chest and scream his name. I've never felt like that for anyone, but Shiver lived up to his name.

He was only in Montana because Damon needed him to handle something. He was passing through and I knew better than to get attached.

One month. That's all we had and I was going to make the most of it. Even knowing he was leaving didn't prepare me for the ache in my heart as he rode off into the sunset.

After a week I did the unthinkable. I went to my President and asked for a transfer to Las Vegas. I wanted to see if this could work between the two of us, and I had faith we could. I never thought I'd be transferring to Las Vegas in the middle of their war, but they needed all hands on deck.

I just hoped Shiver would be happy to see me.

Contains mature themes.

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Hljóðbók: 16 februari 2027