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Is he playing and watching? The whip hits again causing me to moan, as her fingers once again slide across my breasts, the feel of the pinwheel digging into my side as it glides down. I feel the smoothness of something running along my body, like the end of a wand, the vibrations starting as it reaches my navel making me jump as the whip hits again, the wand moving down and stopping at my clit. The vibrations travel around my body as the whip hits again, moans escaping my mouth, my mind picturing Marcus, as much as I am enjoying this, it is wrong. "Red" My voice is quiet as everything stops, too late to change my mind now, I feel someone standing in front of me.

“That fusion can evolve into something rare. A Voyant.” “Good memory, Luke,” Theo whispers. “A Voyant doesn’t just see connection. They don’t just feel emotions. They see emotions. They see connections beyond bonds. They see auras. The imprint of energy left behind. And sometimes…” she hesitates, her fingers tightening on the edge of the book. “They can communicate with souls that remain tethered to this world. Spirits that haven’t crossed over. Ones still waiting to be reborn.”

Or so I thought. With determination, I jumped out the tub, quickly I drying myself off. Rushing past Blake I reached for the books on my vanity, ready to uncover the secrets they held. Taking the books and sitting on our couch, Blake looks at me like I’m crazy. I’m rambling about my dream in the tub telling him I think it was a vision. Blake shakes his head, telling me that I’m so tired from training that I’m having dreams not visions. That I just need to sleep. He slips the books out of my hands, picks me up bridal style and lays me on our bed. Slowly stroking my cheek, whispering in my ear to relax. Letting me know he loves me all the while coaxing me to sleep. I drifted back off but this

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Queenie laughed as the Harlem Shake survived the crush test when she slammed it with a thick book about flower language she had lying around. The silly vibrator merely bounced off the table and clattered onto the floor, proving that it might be able to withstand a bomb blast or bullet if someone decided to do a nut shot in real life. The Australian Kisser was a little different from the rest. While it came with a vibrating function, the little suction noise that accompanied startled Queenie badly when it first happened as it clung onto her hair. Without any experience of untangling caught hair in a vacuum or fan, Queenie panicked at the increasing amount of hair the little vibrator was eatin

, I state. The witch looks up at me, feeling slightly uncomfortable as I feel her look through my mind. Not long after, it pushed her out. She glares at me, which releases in me, shrugging my shoulders; she lets out a sigh before disappearing. Scanning the room, I noticed something moving, so I headed towards it; it’s a baby rosy boa, they’re one of the few viviparous, so they give birth and not lay eggs. Gently petting its head as I walk back to the seat, the baby boa curls up around my neck to get the heat that’s coming from my body; the witch comes back with two books. Raising an eyebrow, she passes the books over and then starts explaining. “The first book is about Reda Bahar Phoenix lik

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My heart breaks for Tabi, I've never had a mate and I know Witches don't have mates but they do have their Chosen and makes a bond of their own magically. Tabi releases me and looks at me with tears in her eyes " how do you know of my Teo " " I saw him, I saw you and others in a vision, in a war with the Reapers Nation " " she had a vision, after looking in the book, so that explains why the book was blank, it manifested to her as a vision but now the words are back "

Chapter Eleven Marguerite I pressed my legs together, in an attempt to forget how my body had reacted to Anders’ touch. I closed my eyes with a sigh. Pathetic. I was reacting like a virgin Victorian miss on her first night. Just after a single dance. And when he’d leaned closer and breathed against my throat, I’d melted like jelly. Heck, I was aroused as it was. If our agreement was going to hold any weight, I needed to set boundaries. And maybe get laid. That could only be the reason why I was getting all tingly just by a single touch from him. I made a silent vow to have a serious conversation with him when I got back home from the party.

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