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Love Spell Vampires:
Yolie:During the early morning I had a dream. I dreamed Alex came into my room, took me in his arms, and led me to a black armored car. We went out in a caravan of three identical vehicles. We were in the second car.During our journey, I went lying on the back seat of the vehicle, my head resting on my beloved’s muscular thigh while he stroked my hear.Oh yeah. I love him. Desperately.I keep the secret while I am awake, holding back the thought. But now that I’m sleep, I'm free to think it and feeling it and saying it.My dreamed Alex doesn't surpass the Alex of my reality. They are exactly the same. He takes me in his arms and carries me up the jet ladder. We take off and I sleep, snuggle in his arms and against his chest savoring that I have all to myself.Alex:I got her out of bed and carried her away.She didn't even noticed. The episode she experienced on the beach left her exhausted. We are back in Villa Philipides and my beautiful witch sleeps, oblivious to the great change
Love Spell Needs:
Kira: My aunt and her husband have gone on a trip, apparently Kyrios Alexandros paid a cruise for a month to all his employees and their families. Aunt Yulia invited me to go with them, but I refused. I put my job at the orphanage as an excuse, but the real reason is another. I' m obsessed with Patrick Amíntoros. I can't get him out of my head. Theos, what a man! He spent up my monthly orgasm quota in just a day! I haven't heard from him in over a week. I know he is back in the Villa because all the people comment that something very ugly is going on. The fishermen claim to have seen Kyrios Alexandros himself patrolling the southern side with a group of men who look like CIA agents, something is awfully wrong. I' ve tried to entertain my mind with work, I even went out a couple of nights to the local bar in search of a releaf , but it’s pontless. I can't stop thinking about him and no other man gets my libido out of control in the same way. I'm screwed 000 My cell phone rings a
Love Spell New routine:
Yolie:—Don't you have anything to do today?- I asked.—Oh yeah, a lot actually. I have an insatiable little witch on my hands, satisfying her has become my full time job. – Alex hisses, kissing my bare shoulder.I'm catching my breath.How many days have we been in this new routine? A week... two? Oh, Alex has emptied everything on his schedule indefinitely and we have locked ourselves in Villa Philipides.We have fucked in the kitchen on the counter, in my room under the shower and against the door, in the treasure room on the rugs, on top of a treasure chest and against the biggest pharaonic statue.That was amazing. The cold of the gold against my back and the intense heat of my beloved’s body wrapped around completely unhinged me.I love this new routine of ours, It all comes down to eating, fucking, sleeping, and repeating. I know I haven't read the Grimoire for many days, but Alex doesn't seem to mind, he's unable to keep his hands off me.We are alone, of course. Yulia and the
Love Spell Toxic relationship:
Kira:I came like a fucking train. Theos! This man can't be normal. He takes something, he certainly must be taking something in order to have so much stamina.After melting my brain on the living room floor, he lifted me into his arms as if I weighed what a doll does and we got under the shower. We took a quick bath and I made myself breakfast.What a morning fuck. Oh yeah!I got dressed to go to work, he said he would accompany me. I put on a yellow blouse and a black miniskirt, underneath them a decent set of underwear, the skirt was so short that when he slammed my back against the door his fingers were inside my panties in seconds.— Change the skirt, or say goodbye to it.- He hissed against my neck.— I dress as I please, Amíntoros. Don't go thinking just because I let you fuck me that means you are my owner.— Mh. Have it your way.- he murmured and ripped my skirt into three large parts.I screamed.—Are you crazy! Look what you've done.- I protested indignantly.— I warned you
Love Spell Golden Medal:
Patrick:I've arrived early, it's barely ten o'clock. I ring her bell and wait. Nothing. I ring it again, nothing, silence. I sharpen my senses and realize that the apartment is empty.How strange, I told her I would come tonight, however she isn't home ... she's stood me up.I shake my head. Women! Who understands them?Since I'm here, I decide to take a tour around the town. Not that I'm looking for her, obviously not. If she decided to go out with her friends, that's fine. If she decided to hook up with another man... I clench my hands into fists.It's not that we're exclusive, we never considered that possibility, it's just that if she's with another man... I grunt.I materialize in the parking lot of the village bar and of course here she is. She is wearing red, dress and lipstick, her heels are very high and black. She is leaning on the hood of a car, a blond, excess muscled guy who looks like a gorilla kisses her and has one of his claws visibly tucked between her legs.I close
Love Spell Hefaistìon Amintoros:
Yolie:Patrick is turned, giving his back to me. He’s remained stiff as a pole, standing six feet from the door for hours. The garden at the Villa’s entrance is impressive. I hadn't had time to look closely at it. There are all kinds of representative statues of the ancient Greek gods. Patrick looks like one of them, he doesn't move, I don't think he’s even breathing. Filling myself with courage, I walk towards him.—Is there anything you need, Miss Bruzain? - He asks without turning to look at me.— No. I don't want your help specifically, but could ... could we talk for a bit? There is ... something I would like to ask you. - I stammer.Patrick scares me a little, really. I don't know how to explain it. His aura is heavy and his presence imposing. Alex's energy is engaging and his demeanor jovial, most of the time. Patrick on the other hand is too serious, too quiet.He's too intense.—Ask your questions. I promise to answer them as best I can.—Do you know who I am?- I shoot.—Yes,
Love Spell La Voisin and LaBelle
Yolie:I’m discouraged and depressed. My period lasts for about three to five days and I’ve taken the opportunity to create some distance between Alex and myself.These days I don't give him to drink. Because I bleed he doesn't want to force me into feeding him lest I end up suffering from anemia.Today is my period’s third day, and luckily the horrific menstrual cramps that I often suffer from have stopped. Alex is out there, prowling the island, again.I sigh.Time to resume my reading of the Grimoire.As I left England, sore and discouraged, I made a decision. I would never marry or have children again. To be forced to abandon them later would be to repeat the ordeal I had experienced at Salemsbury.I settled in France and thanks to the daily application of a special ointment and the bath with a soap that I myself made, I whitenned my skin and hid my face’s features that gave away my race.I was called Catherine Deshayes, and although I had given up my desire to marry, my intention
Love Spell The Laveau.
Jolie:John returned to me in 1810. This time his name was Jacques Paris and he had migrated to New Orleans from Haiti. We met one day when I had gone out to the market, I needed to buy some herbs. There was a moment when I felt that someone was watching me, I turned in the direction my senses indicated and I saw him. I swear the earth stopped turning, the other people in the market seemed to disappear...Oh, I by the gods, my first impulse was to throw myself into his arms and kiss him desperate right there, but I held back. He came up to me and introduced himself, taking off his hat. His clothes were clean but I noticed they were old and threadbare.The economy of the state of Luisana had declined sharply due to the lack of work on the plantations, without sustenance from slaves work (despite various attempts to reactivate it through paid labor) from white French-speaking immigrants, thousands of slaves, and also free African Americans.I understood immediately that he was suffering
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