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What the hell is going on? Spirits, my head hurts. “Agh,” I moaned, lifting my hand to check the heavy spot that seemed to be thumping at the back of my head. Great, a lump, “Ow,” I gasped, bringing my fingers to the front of my face to see if I was bleeding. “Where the fuck am I? Thank the spirits, I can’t see any blood on my hand. Is this a cave or a dungeon of some sort? Maybe a room. It smells so stale and musty in here. So much so that my lungs feel a little constricted. Shit, Tanner.

Yay, they're married. Great chapter, loved it. What happens now? Like now?

And you've done it again. Great chapter, I love these guys. But still, I.Want.Lucas! Happy Thanksgiving!!

OMG, I'm so sorry James. Maybe one day you can tell us all your favorite memories of your son. We'd love to hear about him.

We love you Wes, and no one more than me is happier to see you coming back into your own. Luv ya, Sunshine. And we all love JAM and crew.

Great chapter, loved it. I can't wait to read more, more, more. I've missed Jaimie and Ben, and especially Lucas. Can I have him, please?

You're not alone there, sometimes people surprise the hell out of me; and not in a good way. But then again, good people do bad things, and bad people are capable of evil.

What a difference seven years can make! “Happy Birthday!” my dads scream down the phone. I laughed; they have done this every single year since I moved out. Calling me almost every couple of hours, screaming birthday wishes down the phone. “Thanks!” “How does it feel to be a quarter of a century?” Papi asked me. The pitter-patter of little feet coming down the hallway caught my attention. I swiveled in my office chair, just in time to see a giggling four-year-old boy covered

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy the rest of the story. By the time you get to the last chapter the epilogue should be posted. I just hope the ending will be satisfying.

I can't use my email at the moment it was compromised by some scam thingy and it sucks. That is all.

Thanks Terry, it's breaking my heart to finish these guys. They have been and will continue to be my first loves when writing. But as they say, everything comes to an end. I have many stories in the works so something had to give. I want to thank you though for always sticking through my stories, I always look forward to hearing from you.

Hahaha, I know how much you love that kid. He's one of my favourites too. Glad you were okay with it.

Ch-ch-ch-changes! Nothing feels as good as waking up to my husband spooned tightly against my back. I love to feel his lips anywhere on me. Like now, he’s lazily kissing my neck gently, while his hand slowly runs up and from my pecs to my groin. It’s not really the sexual part of this; it’s the feeling of warmth and intimacy of his caress that I love. I get to have this for the rest of my life. “Morning, baby,” I said, reaching my hand back to run my fingers through his hair. “

Hi all, Spoke with Rob today and he's home from the hospital and already bitc- um... complaining about the different therapies he now has to do, and still laughing. If he still has his sense of humor there's no doubt he'll be fighting fit after some work. He's asked that I pass on his thanks to everyone for their kindness and good thoughts for him. He's able to touch each finger to his thumb on his right hand so that's encouraging. Unfortunately, walking and talking are still a huge struggle for him but I have no doubt we'll see some improvement over near future. He's already making distasteful jokes so we'll all have our friend back to himself soon enough. Oh, yeah, Blu wants to know which one of you put the dirty nappy in his pillowcase? He's blaming @pvtguy but my money is on @rdale since they've been through this war and know all the tricks and good hiding spots. But then again this reeks of @empresslovesreading. Take care, and I'll keep you all updated. Joh

You’re welcome Buzz. I’ll make sure he gets all the messages, it will help him get better quicker.

Thanks Onim, I hope so to. It’s not going to be much fun without him bossing me around and poking fun at me for a while. I wish there was more that we could do to help him get better.

He is, thanks Wes.

Hi everyone, Devastatingly a few days ago Rob had a mini-stroke, but overnight he’s had a big one and will be in the hospital for the foreseeable future. As far as I know at the moment it has affected the entire right side of his body and speech. When I know more I’ll keep you updated as to how he is doing. I wish it was better news. Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers for a speedy recovery. Be in touch soon. Hope you are all well and take care of yourselves and loved ones.

Wow, look at that. Right under the bus.

“He’s a liger, Alpha Mate,” Milo said, discreetly wiping another stray tear. The show of emotion from Milo surprised me. The man is usually serious and stoic. It must be due to his friends being so upset. I know I feel it myself when Nash or Beckett is upset, and don’t even get me started on when my munchkin gives in to his tears. It kills me every time. A liger! Holy shit! I’d heard the rumors but never thought I’d ever meet one. A lion and tigress, how ‘bout that. I wonder how this poor so

Thanks, Wesley and I love this story and writing it together is super fun. Thank you for taking the time to read it and we're excited so many of you are enjoying it thus far. There's plenty more to come.

“Lieutenant, how did Elder Easton escape?” I asked angrily at the man when I caught sight of him as I entered my office. He was standing at the window pensively looking out at the garden. Thankfully someone had managed to get the man to my office before I even made it back. He stood tall and foreboding as if I was the one inconveniencing him. I hadn’t issued the order, so I can only assume the Alpha Mate or my new assistant, Rafael, had done the honors. The hide of me wanting to speak to the man

Oh, thank heavens Milo and Trek rescued me from Nash. Well, Beckett helped by distracting him. While Beckett was busy getting Nash to help him get caramel tarts from the storage cooler that Cookie had set aside just for us we escaped out the outside staff door. I love that woman. Honestly, I was torn between running and eating those tarts. As soon as we were able to get out, they pestered me wanting to know what happened after I had stormed into the Alphas office. They eventually gave in when I

“Nash!” Rush called out knowing I was waiting just outside the door. “What is he doing here?” Elder Easton sneered with his lip curled. I love, love, love, that the guy can’t stand the sight of me. It’ll make my job all that much easier getting under his skin. By my job I mean for every time he’s an ass to Rush and Beckett I’ll get immense enjoyment ticking the guy off in some way. The more he upsets his sons, the worse I’ll be. The guy is a giant fucktard. I’ve never hated anyone as much as

Enough! The story is meant to be ludicrous and an easy laugh, just some light entertainment. If it's too much for you don't read it.