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he spoke crossing his arms with a ruined expression on his face and I didn’t understand the meaning behind his sentence. “I heard you’ve become a hell of a cheater, heard your marriage got cancelled because you couldn’t keep it in.” I spoke mocking him as he got on my nerves. He quickly strolled in my direction in attempt to hit me but I grabbed his hand and twisted it around making him scream in pain. In an instant he dropped down on the floor and all my subordinates took their weapons out pointing them at the poor charlatan fallen on the floor. “What do you want?” I asked leaning closer to his face while keeping my hands back inside my pocket, he wasn’t even a match for me as I could take

"Then why can't you cure the dark witches in your clinic or even your dungeon? Darkness has taken over their soul and body and they were out of control right? They're probably giving you a headache, Lord Granite." "Why do you think you can when our skillful healer can't?" Lord Cultor intervenes. "You must have forgotten that you are talking to an ancient healer, I may not skillful but I am a healer by blood and by craft. What makes you think I can't?" Lord Granite suddenly pointed to me with bloodshot eyes. "You! You did that to them so you can blackmail us like this!" "That dilemma started before even I was born, Lord Granite. Use your brain." I turned around and broke the window. I offered

I challenged him before spinning to face him to use my left hand to attack again making him send out my right hand. I was like a little toddler that he just lifted in the air while holding my left hand. And because I was clever, I directly slid my right foot to his left shoulder over his nape to his right shoulder wrapping my leg around his neck. As if nothing of him had removed my leg from his neck and dropped me to the ground so hard, I could feel the pain in my back as if I had broken a bone. The pain I felt was momentary, so I quickly got up and tripped him causing him to fall. As if nothing happened to him, he instantly moved and stood up properly in less than three seconds. “You were

Chiara covered her mouth with both hands, and Liam grinned slyly. From afar, a pair of black eyes smirked maliciously and eloped to the forests.

“Gee Fox? You're just a toy and always will be—” “Gia?” A voice cut through my haze, and I turned to see Bobby, the manager of the club. “Yes, Bobby?” I replied, peeling off my coat to reveal my micro mini skirt that showcased the black thong underneath, knee-high transparent black socks, heels, and a cropped corporate white shirt, complete with a tie to fit tonight's high school theme. “Private room service. Tobias Whitlock,” he said briefly.

Biting when he himself is already on the edge as well. He looked up to see Erin still panting, she still had her legs spread while laying on the couch. "On all fours." Ajax commanded Erin to open her eyes. "I-I thought you won't—ahh!" Erin whimpered when a finger touched her. "On your knees. Now." ----- "Ah! I lost again!" Erin whined when her character died. Damian wails his hands in the air, celebrating his win. "Well. I've got a gold in this game, it wasn't a hoax in advance." Damian showing off.

Werewolves have this amazing ability to attract all the attention around them when they wanted it, and the older, more experienced ones could blend in like they were invisible if they needed to too. He took my hand and led me over to one of the few couches where we sat and talked for a while. The talking quickly turned into flirting and when he finished his beer, we went to the dance floor again. He definitely knew how to dance. He was sweet and irresistible. I never wanted to take my hands off of him. He was playing his cards right to take me home tonight and we both knew it.

The vibrator came in next, thrusting quickly inside my body as his hands cupped both breasts, taking each nipple into his warm mouth. “Hmm….” He moaned, sending vibrations through my breasts to my body as I screamed. “Yes… scream.” He whispered again, using the whip on my pussy as tears began rolling down my cheeks. “Fuck!” I screamed. “Fuck…fuck me! Fuck my pussy!” My screams made him go feral and in one swift movement,he thrust his cock into my dripping pussy,not relenting one bit. He increased his thrusts as my screams grew louder and louder. His whip landed on my stomach,my breasts, leaving trails of dark red marks as they landed.

The Twist: Marcus uses his new hybrid speed to disarm the mercenaries, snapping wrists and throwing bodies through the glass partition walls. It happened so fast it was scary. Marcus was a dark shadow moving across the office. He slammed into the first guard before the man could even pull his trigger. Marcus grabbed the man’s thick arm and twisted it hard. The loud crack of snapping wrists echoed in the quiet room. The guard dropped his rifle instantly, screaming in pure agony.

I bet he was the one being auctioned yet his aura still gave off dominance despite his hands being handcuffed. “We’re just on time. That’s him,” Kyle whispered. Huh? Putting aside the fact that he was tall and physically fit, he was not as scary as I expected him to be. Was it just me stereotyping? I mean… Since Kyle mentioned that Xavier Hawthorn was a mercenary, I expected that he would scare me the first time I set my eyes on him.