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She widened her legs, giving him a good view of her neatly trimmed pussy. "Okay," the Stalker said. "I'm gonna fuck you both, an' I'm gonna cut you," he indicated Julia, "so you'll remember me good. First, though, I want some entertainment. I heard tell of these big city pussy shows where you can watch two pussies getting' it on. I never been to one, though, so you two pussies can put on a show for me." Kelly shook her head violently. "No! You can't mean you want me to..."

How many more would fall before the end? And yet, she couldn’t stop. They couldn’t stop. This was the moment they had been waiting for—the moment they had fought for. They would not surrender. They would not falter. The dawn was breaking, and with it, a new age was beginning. And Asha, the last of the Frostkin, would lead them into that dawn.

“Oh, so she’s gone to the North. I thought I’d never see her again. Mom, you spoil her. Did she go visit her father, who is on a business trip? Seriously. She didn’t even wait until the gala was over, or tell me, for that matter. You should’ve told me, Mom. I could’ve gone with her instead of collecting the ring.” The Luna stared at her naïve son, overwhelmed by a wave of helplessness. She pushed his hand away and rose to her feet before uttering, “Fay’s never coming back. She’s going to mate with Alpha Damian Silver of the Northwind Pack.”

Everything we had been through—the pain, the chaos, the battles—suddenly felt far away. Now there was only this moment. Our family is laughing nearby. The quiet wind brushes through the trees. The peaceful land we fought so hard to protect. And the future is growing quietly between us. In that moment, surrounded by family, peace, and love, it truly felt like everything had finally come full circle. Thank you, Aiden... The End…

"I've sent her blood sample to the lab. I want to know what he gave her and told the nurses to swap her for rape. Damn it. I gave that predator the room to do this shit!" "Trust me, Foster, he would have found another way. He is evidently obsessed with her. And willing to let her mother sacrifice her life for her daughter. I want to know what is going on. Please, let Dan in," I said to Foster, not wanting to withdraw from Estera. He nodded and went to pull the door open.

leave my daughter alone.' And I'm like, 'What are you going to do to make that happen?' And she kind of hesitates, then she motions for me to follow her and she leads me into the basement. She starts stripping and says, 'I'll give you one go at me, and then you leave my daughter alone.' And I said, 'Sure, but if that's the case then I want to film it since I'm giving up a sure thing.' So Mrs. Foster thinks about it, and agrees and gets on her knees. I take out my phone again and start recording, and she blows me while I'm still covered in her daughter's juices. I end up fucking her too, and she's moaning like crazy and I'm spanking her and shit, and then I push way deep into her and tell her I'm going to cum inside her milf pussy. She asks me what that means, and I tell her she's hot, she's a 'mom I'd like to fuck.' Well she gets super horny hearing that, cause I guess she hasn't been getting any from Mr. Fosters, and starts begging me to cum inside her, and by the time I'm ready to blow she 's all worked up into like her third orgasm and screams, 'Fuck yes, breed me you fucking stud. Put a fucking baby inside my MILF cunt.' And man, I'm not into pregnancy stuff, but I fuckin' came buckets."

It would take away that last bit of hope she’s holding onto. Celeste suddenly jumps down from her chair and shoves me, then punches my arm. “You ruined my birthday! I hate you!” She bursts into tears like a child who didn’t get her candy. Thalia gently rubs Celeste’s back. "Shh, it’s okay," she whispers. "Sorry." Then she turns to Enzo and asks, "Did I cause any trouble?" Thalia sounds so innocent and helpless, like I’m the villain in all this.

In one weekend I’ve found out the woman I’ve always called mama isn’t my mother, my dad marked my fake mom while my real mom was giving birth, I’m half Fae, I have some mysterious Fae powers, I have an Alpha aura and command, the parents I’ve know my whole life aren’t actually fated mates, and now there’s some potion involved. I could feel my anxiety creeping up, and I felt like I was going to pass again until Easton grabbed my hand. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay, baby girl. We’ll find answers you never have to see any of them again if you don’t want to.” Easton tried to comfort me. I calmed down a bit as the sparks rushed over my skin at his touch. “It’s just that…” I paused as I chewed on my bottom lip. “What?” Easton questioned as he gently tugged my lip to stop me from chewing it.

The Fosters didn't even last two weeks. Foster Enterprise declared bankruptcy and went into liquidation. The once untouchable Foster family collapsed overnight, buried under debts they would never be able to repay in this lifetime. Gracie went from a high-and-mighty heiress to someone hiding from creditors wherever she could. Someone once saw her at the entrance of Southside Orphanage. She sat on the steps outside the orphanage, clutching the repaired locket, its surface still webbed with cracks. She sat there for the entire day.

“You guys were long-gone, why should I stay home alone on a Friday fucking night?!” Raul is a stupid cunt, I see his challenged brain slowly turning as he registers the implication. “You’re staying with these guys?” She slaps his arm as she cackles. “Yeah, they’re my new fucking foster daddies. Daddy Cain and Daddy Brian.” I reach a new personal low when my cock twitches. A really low fucking personal low. Daddy Cain and daddy fucking Brian. The gleam in her eyes tells me she’s not entirely joking either. There are no words for the clusterfuck she’s bringing into our once quiet country life.

Pre-wedding brain clutter, she added lightly, painting the lie with a smile she didn’t feel. On the other end, the bond went thoughtful—quiet, coiled. Mm. A heartbeat, then another. We’ll talk after vows. If anything feels off before then, you tell me at once. I will, she promised. Go on with the preparations. I’m fine. Oh, and Van... I love you. Lefu said through the mindlink. Evandra could hear the smile even through the link. And I love you, Lefu. The thread between them loosened with a parting brush of reassurance. She let it fall, shoulders drooping the moment the mental touch faded. Fine. She was fine. Today was not the day to drag the past into the room like a storm.

Foster says, "I like to introduce you all to our new kitchen manager Miss Abijah, future wife of Beta Shawn!" I Fucking Froze! I couldn't breathe or think.. I hear the crowd cheering and out the corner of my eye, coming up to the stage was none other than a mischievously smirking Beta Fuckin Shawn!

"The girl is crazy. She always tried throwing herself at me. I told her no, you're a child. It's wrong. She would force herself onto me, trying to kiss me. I'd have no choice but to gently push her away. Something is very wrong with that little girl. She just needs the proper care at home, I believe. My wife and I tried giving her that, but I think she would be better in an all girls home. I don't want to press charges and I do hope you find her soon. The poor girl just needs some love in her life. She doesn't understand that wanting older men is wrong -" "She was a whore," my ex foster mother snarled into the camera. "Helen," I foster father warned her, but even I could hear that little warning of her name was fake. He didn't want her to stop. He wanted her to keep going to help him. "She is just confused."

“…So what if I think of that? What if I want that? What if I desire to kiss you, bend you over while fucking you, bury and fill you with my seed? It's still forbidden to you and I fear for your disappearance. Kiera—” “What if I want you too? What if I want you to kiss me, fuck me, and fill my womb with your seeds?” Staring at her in a daze after the interruption, my heart pounded heavily against my ribs and her words just don't make sense to me even if I understand it. Parting her lips, she continues… “Foster Dad? I want that title to be changed to what I want. Adams, I want to have your baby!”

Everyone around me had paired up with the person they wanted to share a midnight kiss with, and of course, I was cuddled in my husband’s arms. From the corner of my eye, I saw Kelly wave at me. Foster had his arm around her, and his other hand over her burgeoning stomach. Her daughter was at home, but simply because it was an adult party, not because she was ill any longer. Her treatment had worked, but I wasn’t entirely clear on all the details. I didn’t know if she’d paid for it out of the money she earned on the island, or if Foster had helped her when he tracked her down a few months later after deciding he couldn’t live without her. I turned my attention from them back to Spencer as he tried to steal a kiss. I averted my face, offering my cheek instead. “You’re a little too early there, Spencer.”

They’ve been happily married ever since, adopting five kids and fostering even more. The twins, Finn and Fiona, who I had been pregnant with while we lived at the sanctuary, were the only ones of their siblings to decide against marriage. The twins started a travel company with Annie and Georgie’s son, Max and while the boys take adrenaline seekers on wild adventures, Fiona keeps them in check. And though they tried to hide it at first, Max and Fiona have been together for years. We had our youngest son, Miles nearly ten years after the twins. We’d moved from the sanctuary when he was born, coming back to the states to see a doctor who specialized in infant leukemia.

Hello my friends! I apologize for not updating this week. There were some unexpected, yet happy changes in my family and I've been with my family out of town celebrating. This time off is also helping me get my outlines for the final arc of Forsaken Mate. That's right, we are nearing the end of this story. I want to go out with a bang and make sure it is interesting for you all. I really appreciate all the support you've given me for my first GoodNovel story. I'll be sure to make a proper thank you at the end!!

Mark hastily climbed the living room stairs as he went to the top floor and left me alone in the living room. My heart fluttered with a wave of anxiety as I was nervous about reuniting with my family. I hadn't thought of meeting them now that my foster parents had sent me away. Although Mark and I had an agreement that I would be his girlfriend, we haven't signed the document yet. Will the DNA test result come out positive? Are the Triplet C, Carter, Caleb, and Cooper Grayson be my real brothers? Nervous, I moved to stand in front of the baby portrait that Mark had skillfully drawn on the wall. I knew that I should be thanking him for drawing this baby photo of me. I had no idea what I looked like as a baby.

"And I will make sure they suffer for every ounce of pain they've caused my family." With his plans set in motion, Mr. Foster leaned back in his chair, a predatory gleam in his eyes. He knew that the road ahead would be fraught with danger and uncertainty, but he relished the challenge. For Mr. Robert Foster was not a man to be trifled with, and woe betide anyone who dared to stand in his way. Especially the one who dared to make his beloved wife have an illegal son. +++TIME SKIP+++ Back at Brianna’s room

“I’ll tell you next time I see you.” I walk away. Always leave them wanting more. Foster buckles his pants as he strides out of the bathroom. As the door swings closed, I spot the birthday girl fixing her make-up in the bathroom mirror. “Alright. Let’s go crush the hybrid’s skull, and put an end to that pussy Alpha Asher once and for all,” Foster seethes.