Mag-log inKai“Kai?”“Mmh?”“Are you up? I really want to fuck you again.”I didn't say anything, but a slow smile tugged at my lips as his hand began to gently rub my crotch through my jeans.Sex had become so much better ever since he finally confessed how much he loved me.“Kane, gentle... I'm sensitive,” I hissed softly as his fingers slipped past the waistband of my jeans, starting slowly to stroke my dick.It was becoming a lot more frequent, too.Not that I was complaining. At all.“Ngh, Kane, fuck—”His strokes grew faster, harder, and within seconds his free hand was clawing at my shirt, yanking at the fabric.“Don't fucking rip this one! It's my favorite—”The rest of my warning died in my throat as the seams gave way, the shirt completely torn off my body. Before I could even snap at him, his mouth came down, sucking hard on my nipple until I was writhing on the bed.“Shh. Quiet, baby.” Kane's voice was low and rough against my ear as he pushed my thighs apart. “It's 2am. Nyxaria wou
RosellaThe Moon Goddess should have just continued her streak for drama and made the baby look just like Zade.I mean... she fucked both brothers, right?“You're so nosy for somebody who says she's done with that family,” my mother scoffed, tossing a glossy folder onto the glass table. Inside were the secret photos of the baby that I'd paid my private investigator a fortune to get.“Call it simple curiosity,” I replied smoothly, picking up the first image.But I couldn't ignore the sudden, sharp twist in my chest at the sight of Valen's face.He was smiling. A massive smile I had never once seen on him.Why didn't he ever give me a chance to put a smile like that on his face?Why destroy us before we even had a chance to exist?“Simple curiosity is buying a bag of chips to see if you'll like the flavor, darling. It's not spending thousands of dollars on a P.I.,” my mother scoffed, not even bothering to look up as she went right back to filing her manicured nails.I couldn't even form
NyxariaMarrying a man purely for love was fine, sure. It was cute, even.But money? Money was where the real deal was.“Awww, Val!” I cooed, tearing into yet another velvet-lined box while Valen stood over me with a large smile plastered across his face.I’d officially lost count of the push gifts taking over the foot of my hospital bed, but I certainly wasn't going to tell him to stop.Look, I loved him through and through. I really did.But his money just made him so much more enjoyable.“I'm sorry the car came in black instead of pink,” he sighed, looking genuinely apologetic.I shook my head, brushing past his concern as I reached into the velvet box to pick up the tiny gold bracelets and matching necklace inside.“He's going to look so precious in these,” I cooed, admiring the dainty jewelry.As I tore through another gift box and then another, Valen didn't say a single word. He just stood there, staring down at me with an intensity that could burn a hole through the floor.It w
Valen I was a man built on bloodshed. I’d watched enemies bleed out at my feet and felt nothing. But the sight of blood on the love of my life hurt in a way no silver bullet ever could. “Valen! Valen, stop!” It wasn't until I felt someone physically trying to drag me away that I realized my hands were wrapped tightly around the neck of a man in a white coat. I let go instantly as my vision finally cleared, and the man collapsed onto the floor, wheezing heavily as he scooted away from me in sheer terror. “You need to calm down!” Nikolai said, grabbing my shoulders tightly so I had to look at him. His nose was trickling with fresh blood, and a deep bruise was already healing on the side of his face. I did that? “Nyxaria. I need to see her.” “And you will, but the doctor said not right now, okay?” Not right now. Not right now? “I can't—I need to—” The more I spoke, the more I could feel my chest start to tighten and my breaths come out in shallower puffs. I
Nyxaria If I found out there was even a possibility that the mother I’d spent close to a decade mourning was still breathing, everyone involved would be getting a silver bullet straight to the heart. No questions. No torture sessions. Just blood and bodies. Valen was under-reacting. He was under-reacting so severely that it made my own chest ache for him. I heard the door creak open a second before his scent filled my nostrils, but I kept my eyes glued tightly shut, pretending the exhaustion had finally pulled me under. “Hi, baby,” Valen whispered softly. The mattress sank behind me under weight. For once, he didn't smell like metallic blood or cold iron, and I was grateful for it. His warm hands slid effortlessly around my massive pregnancy bump, gently lifting the weight of it to relieve the constant pull on my aching lower back and I couldn't stop the soft, contented sigh that escaped my lips at the instant relief. He rested a lingering kiss against the back of my
NyxariaIf I found out there was even a possibility that the mother I’d spent close to a decade mourning was still breathing, everyone involved would be getting a silver bullet straight to the heart.No questions. No torture sessions. Just blood and bodies.Valen was under-reacting.He was under-reacting so severely that it made my own chest ache for him.I heard the door creak open a second before his scent filled my nostrils, but I kept my eyes glued tightly shut, pretending the exhaustion had finally pulled me under.“Hi, baby,” Valen whispered softly.The mattress sank behind me under weight. For once, he didn't smell like metallic blood or cold iron, and I was grateful for it.His warm hands slid effortlessly around my massive pregnancy bump, gently lifting the weight of it to relieve the constant pull on my aching lower back and I couldn't stop the soft, contented sigh that escaped my lips at the instant relief.He rested a lingering kiss against the back of my neck before lowe







