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“Selene…” the creature’s voice was softer now, a broken whisper that made my chest ache. “Please… don’t be afraid. I’m still me.” I forced myself to look up, to meet those eyes one last time, searching for any hint of Liam in their depths. And for just a moment, I thought I saw it—a flicker of familiarity, a glimmer of the boy I had known my whole life, hidden somewhere within that monstrous form. But it was gone in an instant, replaced by the overwhelming horror of what he had become. I shook my head, tears streaming down my face as I pressed myself harder against the door, my heart pounding like a drum. “I don’t believe you,” I whispered, my voice trembling with fear and sorrow. “You’re not Liam. You’re… you’re something else. Something wrong.” The creature’s expression twisted, a look of raw, unfiltered anguish that cut through me like a knife. “Selene… please,” it begged, but I couldn’t bear to listen. I shut my eyes, squeezing them tight as I screamed again, my voice hoars
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"Liam?" I breathed, relief flooding over me, yet something felt wrong, something I couldn’t put my finger on. But when I looked at him, I realized it wasn’t Liam—not really. The creature standing before me was like nothing I’d ever seen, a monstrous, impossible figure. It towered over me, standing on four legs, each thick and heavily muscled, with skin that seemed to ripple and move under the dim torchlight. Four eyes glistened from four different heads, each face twisted in an expression I couldn't even begin to understand. And it had four arms, each one clawed and outstretched, the strange shape giving it a grotesque, otherworldly symmetry that made me want to scream. But that voice… it was still Liam’s voice. “Let’s get out of here,” it mumbled, his tone soft, pleading, like he was as terrified as I was. Tears streamed down one of the faces, a sight that almost broke my heart, but the fear crawling through me kept me rooted in place. “What…what are you?” I asked, my voice a tr
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I crossed the room, my footsteps soft against the marble floors. As I neared the door, I felt something shift—almost as if the air itself was waiting for me to make a choice. My hand reached for the handle, and I stepped through. The moment I crossed the threshold, the door slammed shut behind me. I gasped, spinning around to find it closed, sealed tight as if I had been lured here with no escape. The lights flickered on one by one, casting a warm glow around me as they illuminated the narrow passageway before me. The light was inviting, almost as if beckoning me forward. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and I fought the urge to press my back against the door. *What is this place?* Part of me wanted to turn back, to knock until someone heard me, but the quiet invitation in the lights was too tempting to ignore. Just as I took another hesitant step forward, a deep voice echoed through the corridor, startling me so badly I nearly jumped out of my skin. “Welcome,” it said, a low, re
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I didn’t answer immediately, letting the question hang in the air. Then, I leaned in just a fraction, my voice low and teasing. “I wonder what goes on in that mind of yours.” Her eyes widened slightly, and I saw the hint of something… darker in her expression. Was it excitement? Nervousness? She quickly glanced away, but not before I caught the faintest trace of a smile. We stood in silence, the moonlight casting shadows that danced across her face. She seemed happy, content even, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright. It was a strange sight to see her so at ease. She looked… enamored. Could it be? Was she actually starting to like me? A new idea sparked in my mind, and before I could fully consider the consequences, I focused on her thoughts. I slipped past her mental barriers, letting her mind open to me. What I found was more than surprising. Images—no, fantasies—of her and me, entwined in ways both innocent and lewd. My hands in her hair, her lips trailing across my skin,
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A voice shattered the silence, low and rolling like distant thunder. “Who dares disturb my rest?” The sound vibrated through me, thick and powerful. I could feel it in my bones, reverberating like an earthquake, each word laced with a disdain that made my skin crawl. “Who could it be?” the voice mocked, a hint of amusement mixed with something far more sinister. “You pitiful human, disrupting my sleep.” I swallowed, fighting the instinct to bolt. My blood was pounding in my ears, but I stood firm, planting my feet in the dirt as I forced myself to respond. “I summoned you,” I said, my voice barely holding steady. “I need your help.” a slow laughter filled the place.I had no plans of coming back this early but seeing the look on her face, how excited those eyes looked... Staying away was the best decision, I ever made " stay with me " I stop her from leaving " let me show you something" holding her hands, I take her to the balcony. The hallway was silent, save for the faint rustl
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He tilted his head, his gaze darkening, and I saw a flicker of something raw in his eyes, something he quickly hid behind that unreadable mask he wore so well. “I had business to attend to,” he replied, his voice soft, almost apologetic. “But I didn’t think you’d be so affected by my absence.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes, even though my heart was still racing. “Affected? Hardly,” I muttered, trying to ignore the warmth creeping up my neck. “I just… I thought you’d at least tell me if you were going somewhere, and if I was allowed to leave” Lucifer stepped closer, and I felt the air between us shift, growing heavier, charged with an energy I didn’t quite understand. “Would it make you feel better if I promised not to leave without telling you next time?” His voice was low, soothing, like he was trying to calm me down. But it only made my pulse race faster. “Yes,” I whispered, even though I knew it was dangerous to rely on him, to let him hold that kind of power over me. And yet, stan
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Lila woke to the sound of nothing. The room was flooded with the kind of bright, aggressive sunlight that only exists in Lagos, cutting through the floor-to-ceiling glass in wide, blinding strips. She reached out a hand, expecting to find the heat of a body or the rough texture of a shirt, but the b
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The fourth night, there was no teasing. There were no games, no silk ropes, and no long, whispered monologues designed to make her head spin. The air in the room felt different the moment he stepped through the glass—heavier, charged with a blunt, honest hunger that did away with the need for a slow
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On the third night, he didn't come empty-handed. When he stepped through the balcony door, the city lights behind him seemed to fade into the background, leaving only the shadow of him and the small, dark bundle he held in one hand. Lila’s breath caught in her lungs, a sharp, hitching sound that ech
Lucifer's Captive Bride 1 Owned By Midnight
Lila Voss turned the deadbolt at 11:47 p.m. The click was a finality she looked forward to every single day. Behind her, the city lights of Lagos bled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, bruised shadows across the hardwood. The glow looked like spilled ink, staining the expensive fur
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