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The Archangel's Discipline
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Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) Demon's Breeding Pact
The air in the obsidian chamber thrummed with a power as old as the first sin. Vyxaria, a succubus whose beauty had toppled kingdoms, stood naked in the circle of black candles. Her skin, the color of twilight, shimmered in the flickering light, and her horns curved like a promise of wicked pleasure. But her eyes, usually pools of enticing damnation, held a desperate yearning. For fertility. For a child. A thing utterly forbidden to her kind.He came not through the door, but from the shadows themselves, the darkness coalescing into a form of immense, terrifying power. Zoran. His skin was the deep red of fresh blood, his horns swept back from a face of brutal, angular beauty. His eyes burned with the amber fire of the abyss, and his wings, vast and leathery, folded against his back. The sheer, raw masculinity of him made Vyxaria’s mouth water, her pussy clenching in immediate, aching response.“You came,” she said, her voice a husky whisper.“A pact was made,” his voice was a low rum
Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) The Archangel's Discipline
Lilith knew the risks of harvesting moon-blessed lilies from the sacred groves of the Celestial Realm. The shimmering, silver flowers were irresistible to a witch of her craft, a necessary component for a potent empowerment ritual. She had slipped through the dimensional barriers with practiced ease, her dark leathers a stark contrast against the grove’s ethereal, glowing foliage. She thought she had been careful. She was wrong.A presence descended upon the grove not with a sound, but with a shift in pressure, a sudden, overwhelming weight of pure authority that made the very air stiffen. Lilith froze, her hand closing around the stem of a lily as a figure materialized from the light itself.He was immense, a being of sculpted light and terrifying beauty. Seven magnificent wings the color of fresh-fallen snow unfolded from his back, each feather tipped with a faint, golden radiance. He wore armor of polished platinum that seemed fused to his torso, and his eyes held the chilling, anc
Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) Reaper’s Touch
The world came back in a rush of sensation that had no business existing after death. Cold air filled lungs that should have been still. The frantic beat of a heart thundered in ears that should have been silent. Alyssa gasped, her eyes flying open to a world that was both familiar and utterly alien.She was in her bedroom, but it was washed in shades of monochrome, the colors leeched away as if by a filter. The silence was absolute, a heavy blanket smothering the usual hum of life. And he was there.He stood at the foot of her bed, a creature of shadow and sharp angles. He was not a skeleton in a robe, but a man, or the echo of one. Tall and imposingly built, he was carved from living darkness, his form subtly shifting like smoke. His face was brutally handsome, all high cheekbones and a strong jaw, but his eyes were twin pools of absolute void, stars dying in their depths. This was the being who had come for her. This was Death. And he had not completed his task.“You are not meant
Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) The Shadow Pact
The candlelight bled across the ancient pages of the grimoire, illuminating words of power that had not been spoken in centuries. Soraya’s finger traced the swirling script, her voice a low murmur in the silent tower room. The spell was a simple one, a ward of protection. She had performed it a dozen times before. But tonight, a drop of sweat fell from her brow, smudging a critical sigil. She did not notice.As she uttered the final syllable, the flames snuffed out as if swallowed by the dark. A coldness that had nothing to do with the night air seeped into the stone chamber. From the coalescing darkness in the center of her ritual circle, a form began to take shape. It was man-like, but wrought from pure, liquid shadow, its features shifting and indistinct. Two points of silver light ignited where its eyes should be, fixing on her.“Who dares?” The voice was a vibration that went straight through her bones, low and resonant.Soraya’s heart hammered against her ribs, but it was not fe
Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) Heat of the Dragon
The air in the cavern was ancient, thick with the dust of millennia and a strange, metallic heat that clung to the back of Isanna’s throat. Her headlamp beam cut a wobbly path through the darkness, illuminating wonders that would redefine history. Not just artifacts, but a hoard. Mounds of gold coins, gem-encrusted goblets, and swords of forgotten kingdoms lay scattered as if by a giant, careless hand. And in the center of it all, a form so massive it made her breath hitch, a mountain of shimmering, obsidian-scale.A dragon.It was supposed to be a myth. Her find of the century. But as she reached out, her gloved fingers hovering over a scale larger than her head, the mountain moved.A low, deep rumble vibrated through the soles of her boots, a sound that felt like the earth itself waking up. The great head lifted, scales sliding against each other with a sound like grinding stone. Two eyes, molten gold with slitted pupils, opened and focused on her. There was no sleep in them. Only a
Compilation Of Short Stories (Erotica) Ghost bound
The air in the manor shifted on the night the veil thinned. Sariel felt it the moment she woke, the atmosphere thick as honey, charged with a static energy that raised the fine hairs on her arms. It was no longer just the familiar, cool presence she had grown accustomed to. This was different. This was heavy. Intentional.For weeks, he had been her secret, a phantom lover who visited only in dreams. There, he was as solid as any man, his hands, calloused and real, learning the map of her body. He whispered a name against her skin, a name from a life long past that felt like her own. He never spoke his, but she called him Asher in her mind. In dreams, he could make her come apart with a thought, a touch, a ghost of a kiss. But she always woke up empty, her body throbbing with a need that the waking world could not satisfy.Tonight, she didn't need to be asleep.She lay in her bed, the old linen sheets cool against her skin, and simply breathed his name into the dark. "Asher."The candl
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