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Pure Fusion

Author: G.V.STELLARIS
last update publish date: 2026-11-04 09:36:08

POV AMARA

“They say fire consumes everything in its path. But when two monsters burn with the same hunger, even hell itself is not hot enough.”

Nikolai’s kiss is anything but gentle. It tastes of ash, metal, and the blistering heat that boils in our veins. His mouth claims mine with relentless hunger, biting my lower lip until I gasp, then sealing every breath between us. He presses me firmly against the armoured steel door. The cold metal against my back lasts only a heartbeat; the heat radiat
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