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I was lied to by someone who I thought cared about me. I was emotionally blackmailed into feeling the guilt. I thought I was too indulged in begging for his attention that I didn’t even realise that I was too blind to see the signs. Their late-night fights, bruises on her wrists, sadness in her eyes. She was suffering, and I failed to notice. People say time heal wounds. Fib. Time couldn’t heal, it destroys, just make you believe that the sufferings had stopped, but no.My mother’s death was announced so suddenly that it took me by surprise. Food poisoning. However, I refused to believe. Cause that seemed very vague way to die. My mother couldn’t leave me behind. That explains the unshed tears of my father on her funeral, him marrying Irene right after. T-this was planned.“I-I do not believe you.” In deepest part of my heart I knew he would not lie to me. But my self-esteem was too much. What would he regard me as? A girl whose father killed her mother? Pathetic. Claus narrowed his e
Her husbands Hh-44
“Ez!” Thedore panicked as his eyes widened and Ezra’s hold on his throat tightened with the visible twitch of his jaw. The little calmness Thedore had provided me a moment ago vanished in thin air replaced by a new fear. Fear of Ezra. He hadn’t noticed me yet, and I couldn’t be anymore grateful. His satanic blue eyes glowered with rage and fire of hell. So intense and raw that it almost made Theodore panic.“I fucking told you to stay away from him.” Ezra said, calmly. Too calmly and Thedore flinched as his eyes softened and he lowered his head with guilt. I couldn’t understand anything happening between them, I kind of had the idea of who they were talking about.“I had no option, Ez.”Ezra scoffed. His eyes twitching with annoyance and hurt. His whole body stiff as he looked at Theodore for a moment and let go of him before turning around. He wasn’t looking at him, but I could see his expressions clearly. Betrayal, and hurt being dominated as he clenched his fists and took deep brea
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Hands shaking, I gripped Theodore’s shoulders as Ezra rubbed the tip of Theo’s hard erection over my swollen lower lips. My throat was dry and sore with all the wails rippling through me yet Ezra didn’t show an ounce of mercy. “Ez!” Theodore groaned under me, his arms clasped over my waist tightly as he embedded his face into my neck. I didn’t remember when Ezra dragged Theodore onto a bed, and when his belt was replaced with Theo’s hands. Ezra had Theodore on a bed and pushed me on top of him. My knees were on either side of Theo as Ezra played with both of us. Ezra’s fingers played with my wetness, opening the folds and running his digits along it and resting his thumb over my pulsating clit. He pushed a finger deeper inside, making me moan. He pushed it in and out hard and fast, juices soaking them. He added another finger and stretched it as he chuckled darkly. “You’re dripping, Hazel.” The orgasm coursed through my entire body, making my skin flush and my toes curl. I closed
Her husbands Hh-46
Like a discarded toy, I was shoved down on the floor, and I lifted my half-lidded teary eyes to see him smirking down at me. At that moment, I could feel nothing but hatred for him, and a gripping desire to do something about it. I wanted to fight, to kill — I no longer cared if it killed me. I just–didn’t want to be used anymore.And so I staggered to my feet. My legs were shaking, but I leapt instantly into the fray. My fists pummeled any inch of skin I could find; the throbbing in my head was only a dull pain now. All that mattered was getting my hands around his throat — squeezing until he turned purple — tightening around his neck until he —“ENOUGH!”I flew through the air and hit the ground with a thud. Hot blood trickled down my face–I could no longer see as the thick liquid obscured my vision. His fingers clasped around my throat and I whimpered. My fragile body was tattered and sore from being abused multiple times.And though my lungs screamed in agony, everything inside me
Her husbands Hh-47
Veles ducked the incoming knife as he caught it mid-air with his hand. The sword in his other hand meets their necks. Each of them fell with a heavy thud as their blood spilt on the porcelain floor. The others remaining on the other side spun around and widened their eyes as their hands shook. Veles couldn’t be any more startled. First, the guards of his kingdom were attacking them, and he couldn’t be any more pissed at their mutiny. “You know how much I despise traitors?” He growled as his claws elongated and sparks of ice extended into sharp blades as they meet their necks. And part of him feels guilt about having the death of warriors he trained himself on his hands. But they were in danger, trying to kill him and his brothers. And he couldn’t stand it. Upcoming swords meet the ice, the power in his veins unrelenting as he growled and his golden eyes turned the deepest shade of red before he sliced their limbs. He draw more blades from his hands, frozen knives sticking to their e
Her husbands Hh-48
I denied it. But the truth was, I was falling for them. Every emotion and every feeling belonged to them. I hated them, I loathed them, I envied them for having so much power over me, I was jealous when someone was intimate with them, and now that Cassius lay motionless, lifeless in my lap, I was scared for him. I-I did not wish him to die. I refused to blame the bond anymore. I was theirs from the moment their shadows caged me. ‘On the contrary, you’re the most beautiful woman here.’ I remembered his words the first time we met. And my tears fell harder, he couldn’t be dead. He couldn’t leave like that. Amidst the faint sound of Veles’s and Theodore’s murmurs, I knelt next to him, pressing my face against his sticky, bloody chest. The sky was too rumbling. It seemed like it was crying with me. I let my heartbeat synchronize with him until he slowed, then stopped. My world stopped. I looked wide eyes at him for a moment and then my eyes moved to Claus who stood frozen in his pla
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“The vases, Georgia. You can give them to me.” She shook her head while smiling. “No, it’s fine. I can carry them.” I took the vases from her hand and she rolled her eyes. “I am pregnant, not disabled.” “I never said that. Plus, you need to take care of yourself more.” Georgia was pregnant for two months now. When Aloysius died, she was pregnant with his child and it took me several days to talk her into keeping the child. She wanted to get rid of it. Many sleepless nights and insomnia had her body weakened and if it wasn’t for one of the guards finding her near the lake, I was afraid of what would’ve happened to her. She felt ashamed of her husband’s actions. “I am just two months pregnant. I still think I-“ stubborn. I sighed and grabbed her by the shoulders and turned her to me. Her dark eyes softened and she sighed. “I-I am so sorry for what-““It wasn’t your fault. Whatever happened, it happened for a reason.” I assured and she nodded but there was uncertainty in her eyes. Ou
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I sat at the corner of the small place that brought immense prosperity whenever I visit here. This small garden waters several blossoming flowers, filled with affluent and sweet aromas of the last remainings of my mother, whom she loved more than anything. My eyes twinkled with bliss as flowers danced with touches of breeze."Hazel!" I sighed. Why does this precious moment have to be ruined?I gently caressed the tulips with the soft touch of my fingers as I felt the velvety texture of their petals caressing my skin. "Hazel! There you are. I've been looking-hey! Is that dirt? What're you doing in the mud?""For God's sake-" "Anyways, I don't have time to quarrel with you. Mother is calling you, she'll get more frustrated, the longer you'll make her wait..." I looked behind me to find her standing a few feet away from me, on the stone-made path with her hands over her waist as she looked down at me with a deep frown. Her caramel skin gleamed with sun rays as her dark long hairs flow
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