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Damien took me to another store which was specific for exotic night wears and offers all the best brands under one roof. I moved to the racks to find some inner wears my size. Selected a black laced lingerie and getting into a changing room, I was about stripping when Damien walked in too. "Get out," I muttered under my breath, glaring daggers at him through the mirror in front of me. He had on a devilish smile on his face as he leaned to the wall behind. The changing room wasn't big like the one I had been to earlier, and with him inside it was more congested. I knew he wouldn't go out, and I didn't want to create attention from people outside. I stripped out of my clothes and slipped into the lingerie. Looking at the mirror the whole time, my cheeks blazed red as he looked at me without blinking an eye. I expected him to pass a comment like, try something else. But he moved close to me, his body closer to mine. "What do you see?" I gripped the surface. The ple
Bloody Sinners Chapter 20
"The police car drove away ten minutes ago. Five minutes after that, a car drove down to the end of the road, did a U-turn and left again. That's when I decided enough was enough," Lana said and stalked to Carlyle's side, her close-cropped hair barely moving. Used to be, she'd had shoulder-length hair. That was before she and Mikeal had called it quits. "Did you see what the car looked like?" "Blue. Not one of those fancy Jeep's, either. An old one. Had a couple of dents on the fender." Her gaze skirted past Mikeal. Mikeal's eyes gleamed with amusement. "This guy is smart. Values his dollars." "Did you happen to see the driver, Lana?" "Never got a good look at the guy. He did get out once. Walked up to Ryan's battered body and looked at him, obviously trying to make sure he was dead," Lana frowned, settling onto the couch. "But we did find a scarf in the back of the Jeep that nearly ran me down. Fibres on it matched fibres that were clinging to Ryan's coat when he wa
Bloody Sinners Chapter 1
*Dreams weren't supposed to be able to kill you.* Master! Master! A woman in her 40's rushed into his chamber, her hands shook and her lips quivered in great panic. She fell on her knees, bowed her head and hid her face from the man with a set of warm amber-gold eyes that wouldn't have looked out of place in the face of a tiger. "Master! Bad news!" She cried. He got up with deep frown lines on his forehead, his eyes squinted at her trembling figure. "What has happened?" "Mi…mistress, she's…" The man sprang off his chair and stride towards her. What has happened to your mistress." The woman's eyes widened in utter despair, she gulped nervously and nodded quickly. "Please have mercy and spare my life, master Damien." "Then speak!" "I swear on my mother's grave…it's never my thoughts to wish mistress ill-fated…" "Just speak!" His voice thundered. "Yes, yes." He stared at her impatiently. She raised her a bit and stared at his feet while she spok
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I darted out of the woods, running right into a Jeep. The owner of the Jeep slammed on the brakes just right on time, the trees lost traction and the SUV spun. The driver managed to turn into the spin, getting the vehicle back under control. It coasted to a stop an inch from a giant oak tree. A man appeared out of the car. The figure that stepped out of the car was tall and lean. Even half-frozen and desperate, I'd known who he was. I'd seen him a couple of times with father William. Colin. "Help me!" I begged, glancing over my shoulders, my eyes wide with fear. "There's something out there…something is chasing me." He closed the door, scanning the woods behind me. "Who?" "Not who…what? I don't know. It had fangs and claws. It tried to kill me." My teeth were chattering, and he dropped his coat around my shoulders and bundled me into the car. I grabbed his wrist before he could turn away, my hands cold against his skin. "We need to go back, we need to tell t
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September Los Angeles, America *...sin, the world is so sinful. Be careful of whom you associate with, for the devil lives among us…* Please, God, just let it end soon. The prayer flitted through my mind. There and gone so quickly I couldn't quite grab hold to it. It was too hard to sit in a pew and listen while father Reed went on with his sermon. Too hard to listen to sister Ellen, play the piano I had once played. To hard, and I'd been too weak, too sad, too destroyed by the dreams I'd always had. Too overwhelmed by my guilt and my inability to forgive God for letting me see this dreams, and myself. *...We are the salt and the light of the world. Let us shine our light and give Satan no room to overcome the world, it is written…* I remembered every night and those red eyes, they never stopped haunting me. It had been a while since I'd cried over what I'd lost, and I didn't plan to cry now, but I couldn't stop thinking about the dream that had woken me. The amber
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Damien Raeken I stepped out of the warehouse, then took a calming breath of cool, damp air. My eyes swept the dark alley again when several errant drops of rain hit my head. "Are you sure this is Roberts warehouse." "Yes, Alpha," the figure beside me replied. Taking the cigar from my pocket, I lit it at the ends letting it burn before I placed it in between my lips, biting the other end with my teeth. I took a deep swig from it, then blew the smoke out of my mouth. The smoke dispersed itself in seconds as if it was never even there to being with. "Only a thief would have his warehouse located in an alley." "What should we do with the goods? She we take them back with us?" The figure suggested. "They aren't ours to take back, Carlyle." I took another swig from the cigarette. "Find the owners of these goods and return them." "Yes, Alpha." The male referred to as Carlyle, my most trusted aide, agreed. Once the cigarette burned out until the end, I threw it dow
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Sitting alone in my room, I stared out the window as I retraced the event of the long day. It seemed like far more than a few hours ago that I had walked in on the beautiful stranger from my dreams and the thief in the alley. The intense feelings had washed away in the midst of having organized and concluded the events at the orphanage. All that was left was a painful longing to see that stranger again. I couldn't believe he was real. Couldn't believe he was there, obviously in front of me. I wanted to see him again. To know who he was and what he's been doing in my head. A quiet knock sounded at the door and Tracy cautiously stuck her head in the room. I waved her in. "I'm sorry I was obstinate about leaving right away. You're right that I need rest. It feels good to sit down." Tracy perched on the edge of the bed near my chair. I'm glad you're finally seeing reason. I want you..not stressed, that's all." My smile felt forced as I glanced back outside. The clouds as om
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Chapter 6 Shaking my head at him, I released his neck and pushed his head back with force. It banged against the wall and this time he winced. "Why is he doing this? What does he want?" He clenched and unclenched his fingers, as though deciding if to go on. "He knows what you are. He hates all of you, and he's coming for you. They are coming for each and every one of you." "What am I? And they…who's they?" l doubted there was anything untrue about what he was saying. "And when are they coming?" His fingers tightened into a fist and he growled at me. "you fucking moron! What makes you think I'll give you that information," he bellowed. I had enough. Getting bored of the back and forth, I aimed the gun at his forehead again. Time for him to meet his maker. "Any last wishes?" I asked, the corner of my lips slightly lifting upward into a smirk. Robertson struggled and tried to lurch forward, but his chains stopped him. "Fuck y—" I pulled the trigger cutting him off
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