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SERAPHINA My hand moves the way I’ve taught it to be; slow at first, just the way I imagine he would be. Like a man who has spent years learning the discipline of patience and decided to ruin me with it. The sheets are kicked down around my ankles. I’m already soaked; I can feel it the second my fingers slip under the waistband of my underwear and glide through my slick folds. I close my eyes and he’s right there with me. Luca. It's always Luca in this bed, where he isn’t holy and he isn’t forbidden.

"It’s…alluring." Linda didn’t like the way he looked at her—with a glimmer of malice in his eye. And even staring at Evans shirtless wasn’t enough to keep her there much longer. "Look, I lived in Manhattan for five years. I’m hardly ignorant compared to almost everyone else who goes to our school, and I’m tired of this. Get over whatever it is you think you know about me, and leave me alone."

Zavier cursed as he realized he couldn't touch the real book. "I probably should've warned you." I said as I swiped my hand one more time changing the contents to the original state. I looked up to Zaviers beyond burnt hand and swiped it better. The fake book changed from a black to a brown color with light writing. It was a book of temporary spells. The second book was the real forbidden spells book and it was black with very old writing and paper that was dingy. You could feel the power radiating off of it. Hidden behind a false image It didn't seem as powerful as in it's true form

FLASHBACK "Look son, I know you will not be agree but this is the rule of our ancestors that every future king has to make a compliance with another kingdom so that our power will increase and simultaneously our reputation will still be intact. So I have decided that since you are a 25 which is the right age according to our tradition to become the king and aso as I am stepping down as a king then this is the best opportunity to seal a deal with another kingd.." Dad, I dont want to know all these nonsence .just come straight to the point."I cut him as I was losing my patience. How many times do I have to tell you not to cut me when I am talking. I am still the king though right now l am talk

"If you have something to say then please say it out because those words look like gibberish to me." Sebastian gives his friend a nod. "It's nothing like anything I've seen." He begins, "Most of these images are familiar even though I've never been there." Charles sighed and spoke. "I don't follow bud." Sebastian continued. "It's like I've had a life here before, according to the words here it says that the Forbidden Forest is home to the many planes, realms and worlds all intertwined. It home to demons, monsters, spirits and many supernatural beings not seem anywhere in this world. This book is far more accurate than anything in our royal library, where'd you get it?"

Mark spoke as Sandy concentrated on Mary's picture on the table. "There is a legal document that states that you must not discuss this with anyone, you are allowed to leave immediately after he gets back to himself. And there are 2 million dollars for you, 1 million immediately after you sign the agreement, and 1 million after you finish successfully. and some other listed requirements Miss Sandy." Her expression was calm, listening to every word Mark was saying. "do you have anything to say Miss Sandy, or any reservation, I'll be happy to adjust it to your wish, "he added. all to manipulate her mind.

Samantha nodded, grateful for the change in topic. "Yeah, I'm looking forward to it," she responded and closed her eyes again, without knowing that there's another forbidden night because of their uncontrollable desires, that'll soon to happen between the man she's trying to avoid, again...

It felt like his eyes, like that of a hawk, were often fixed on me, waiting for me to make a mistake. “Would you please knock next time?” I asked with my low voice. I didn't mean any harm but I noticed his eyes darken. “Why? Are you hiding something in your room?” he asked ruggedly. He glanced at my room. His gaze stopped at me. I quickly shook my head and closed my craft notebook, where I had been working on a report. "No, not really. I was just startled by your entrance. I'm not used to—" “What’s that?” He approached the closed notebook and seemed suspicious as he opened it again. I avoided looking at his body because I could smell the mixture of sweat and his cologne. The window was open

“The one full of every filthy fantasy that sweet mouth of yours never dared to confess?” Heat scorched my face. My eyes widened as realization crashed into me. He had found it. The private little erotica book I thought I had hidden perfectly, the one filled with scenes I’d devoured late at night when I couldn’t sleep. Dark, sinful things I wasn’t sure I’d ever have the courage to ask for. “Lorenzo…” I hissed, clutching the blanket tighter around me. “Where is it?” But he only shook his head, still smirking, and turned toward the hall.

"The doctors said not to overwhelm you—" "Please." I grab his hand, this stranger who loves some version of me that no longer exists. "I need to know if you've ever heard of Marcus Henderson. Or Catherine Lewis. Or a little girl named Truth." His expression shifts to genuine alarm. "Sophie, you're scaring me. Those are characters from your book." "My... book?" Jacob reaches for a tablet on the bedside table, tapping the screen before turning it toward me. I stare in disbelief at the cover displayed: "His Forbidden Truth" by Sophia Winters. My name—or some version of it—attached to a fiction that mirrors my reality.