All Chapters of Hunt Me, Mark Me : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

EarisThe first thing I felt was warmth, and an overwhelming sense of ease just before my eyes flickered open. Flashes of last night played in my head in an endless loop and I didn't know when a smile curled up my lips. I felt weak to the knees, yet everything seemed to make sense at this point. The low sound of the AC humming, the stretch of sunlight that passed through the blinder, even the air itself made sense and I wanted to remain here forever. “You look gorgeous when you sleep,” Magnus's voice sent a shock wave through me. I sat up in bed immediately. “Don't be scared, you seemed to be smiling just a moment ago,” he added. My eyes darted across the room until I saw him. He was seated on the couch in the dark corner of the room just watching me. “I would like to know why Vanya's been calling and texting you…” He started before he rose to his feet. My heart skipped a beat. “W…what?” I stammered, trying to find ways to change the topic, but my mind was blank. He walked t

Earis Standing here in the open deck of the yacht, with the cold night wind tugging at my hair, I watched the lights of Westridge blur into the distance as the yacht carried me farther away. The sight was supposed to be appealing, yet only one thought hammered in my head… It's been hours since my father heard my conversation with Akira and nothing has happened yet. I don't know how long he had placed the audio device on Vanya, and the thought of what he might have heard made my body tremble. It made the calmness Magnus had tried to instill in me with this trip away from Westridge disheartening. He was taking me on the sea yacht to where his private jet waited, so we could fly to Paris for the birthday surprise he claimed he had planned. Marble had taken Vanya back to her dorm and I was certain she must have helped get the venom out of Vanya's system. But I haven't heard from either of them yet. What was he planning? He was never one to take long to decide a course of action. Esp

Earis I was over-stimulated, and my cells felt like they were on fire. “Magnus…” I whimpered again pulling on the cuffs, but I couldn't set myself free. The cries escaping my lips must sound like a moan to him, he must think I was enjoying myself but it was a mixture of both. I was in serious pain for reasons I didn't understand. I felt like I was degenerating on a cellular level. But that was before I felt the vibrator slip into my wet core. “Fuck…” I gasped, grinding my teeth. The toy hummed inside me, cruelly syncing with my heartbeat. My wrists burned against the cuffs as I struggled. I wasn't sure if I wanted it out of me or deeper.His tongue moved lower, kissing between my thighs, then he pulled away leaving me trembling as the vibrator thrummed inside me, dragging out every rush of adrenaline I had. Then I heard it… The quiet click of a remote. The vibrations intensified instantly, like he was tuning my body to his pace. My eyes followed him as he moved, and I saw tha

Magnus “Don't look so surprised. I always knew she had so much potential,” Cicada grinned. It wasn't just Seraphine's presence that caught my eye, it was Nuel's absence. It wasn't like him to leave me to myself, especially now. My eyes scanned the hall but he was gone. I clenched my jaw. I didn't want to believe Seraphine was alive, but I could see the hatred in her eyes, and hear her heart throbbing loudly in her chest. That was no illusion. “Don’t be silly now, you know you can't hurt me with that,” I scoffed, crushing the arrow until it snapped in half. The room narrowed. All eyes stared at me. Someone had dragged the dead back into the light. Witches in Paris were nothing like the weaklings at Westridge. Akira was the only powerful witch in Westridge. But here in Paris, the silent, calculating fear in that thought slid cold down my spine. I knew all too well that resurrection was possible here, even if it was at a great cost. But who would go as far as resurrecting Seraphin

Magnus ~The year 1286~“The hunters have created a weapon from the Fae's blood. They embedded it in their rings and it glows in the presence of supernaturals,” Clarissa said, her eyes filled with worry. But her words held no weight to the sight of Celeste who was cutting an eye at me from the end of the throne room. She didn't have to be close, the sight of her and her lavender scent already made my cock pump with blood. She was the pack’s nurse at Willow Woods. I’d only just learned she was Nuel’s sister… something he’d never mentioned. Lately, we've been close. I couldn’t feel a mate bond through Strigha, but that didn’t matter, being near her felt like the next best thing, and I wanted nothing more than to be beside her.“Brother,” Clarissa snapped, voice tight. “This is serious. If the hunters kill the Fae, they’ll be extinct before winter. We have to act.”“You worry too much Clarissa. I know how you feel about those creatures but I'm sure they can fight for themselves. You sh