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His muscles flexing with every arm movement he made, I made a moved my arms in a rhythm, hitting them on my laps as I walked in. “That’s my sister, Jane” Kevin said, cutting his friend short. He turned to me, and I saw his face. His face is a an art masterpiece, with carved high cheekbones, a strong jawline and sensual lips, such face was the only one fit for his amazing well sculpted body. He looked into my eyes with his grey piercing eyes which held an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine like lightning strikes. He extended his hand for a handshake, my hand moved before I could process the thoughts of it, it felt like my body felt the presence of a god that shouldn’t be kept waiting.

ACE "Hey," I caught Miranda by her wrists, the pads of my thumbs tracing over her thrumming pulse points, "you need to breathe, baby. Take in a deep breath for me." Her sky blue eyes held my hazel ones as she inhaled deeply through her nose, chest inflating with air and round tits pressing against the bodice of her dress.

Marcus,play nice. “You know me Dad,I’m always nice!” When they were alone,Marcus’ eyes met hers,the expression on his face earnest and serious. “I’m glad he has you Beth,”he said.”He needs a woman like you.” ........ “Marcus,”Beth said,”What did you mean earlier when you said this house is creepy?” Marcus gently maneuvered his coffee cup to the table,his serious expression from before replaced with the playful twinkle in his eyes she had already grown to adore so much.

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Eventually he, too, left, and Marc was alone with only regret for company. The sun completed its journey across the sky and sank into the horizon, painting the asphalt in a brilliant wave of colors before giving way to twilight. Despite the insistent grumble in his belly, Marc kept his sentinel post. Wind stirred the heavy ash pile on the ground, swirling it and yet not managing to disperse it. Much like metal filings when attracted to a magnet, the particles spun and danced but never strayed too far from their origin. Even the ashes from the decapitated head in the end managed to make their way back to the rest. Uncanny.

So I fake a smile, I'm hoping he doesn't notice. "Jeffrey hi." I try to say in the same way he called my name. I remember the last time I saw this guy I didn't want to believe in intimacy anymore. Jeffrey Clark is tall, like basketball height tall, he's white, black hair which he shaved off, green eyes and really really bad at sex.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

The sky burned with the blood-red hue of a coming war. Luna stood on the cliff’s edge, the wind tangling through her silver-streaked hair, her gown billowing around her like smoke from a wildfire. Below her, the valley groaned with the restlessness of warriors preparing for what would be the final clash of bloodlines. The Trial of Flesh and Fire had left Kael marked in ways only she could understand. His back bore the emblem of the ancients now, the mark of the true Alpha. But it was her soul that was aflame.