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Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

The desk, the books, the searing heat of him, it all dissolved into the oppressive, grey light of a Tuesday morning filtering through her cheap blinds. “Bloody hell…” she muttered, burying her face in the pillow. She lay there, heart hammering against her ribs, her skin slick with a fine sheen of sweat, the ghost of his touch still tingling on her lips, the echo of his groan ringing in her ears. Her chest still heaved as though she had run a mile, skin damp with sweat, lips tingling from phantom kisses. It wasn’t the first time. For weeks she had woken from near-identical dreams, each one more explicit than the last, each one starring the same man, Dr. Davis Clarke, her Literature professor.

No keepsakes. Until I found the drawer. Locked. But not tightly. I jiggled it. Paused. Then pulled harder. It popped open with a soft click. Inside: a worn black notebook. Leather-bound. Edges frayed. I flipped it open. No name. No title. Just… entries. Short. Disjointed. Some were notes on business deals, numbers and meetings. But others— “She said she didn’t love me anymore. That I’d become a stranger in my own skin.”

🌹_______________ Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light 🌹_______________ I kept everything in order and swept the library with some other girls. I wasn't in a hurry, so I spent so much time there. Soon after, I was done I went to the counter to tell the lady I'm going. Senior David came in immediately and dropped a book on the counter for the lady. "You came to return the book, it's past school hours" she told him in a very harsh tone.

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"Dearest Christina, My lady, I hope that I did not offend you with my behavior, thoughts or words that fateful afternoon. I want you to know that I spoke everything honestly, straight from my heart, and wanted to tell you much more. It is a pity that you ran away from me and started to avoid me again, without even giving me a quick glance. My heart aches from this coldness, and at the same time it tears up to you every time you are close, even when you pass me in the corridor. Even so, I try to keep the appearances, because I know you don't want to become the target of gossip again. I do it all for you, because if it were completely up to me, I would shout in everyone's face what I feel for

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"Yes, Babe go on." "You like that?" "Yes lick it more babe, hmm that's it you're hitting the spot." "Love it? Louder babe." "Oh yes, go on!" I am here in the dark garden with the guy, maybe God knows him, but not me. I missed this. It's been weeks since my last. He's so good. We met earlier and decided not to attend the poem reading. Well, this a lot way better than that. He stood up and kissed my neck. He faced me on the ground , I know what he wants. So I bent down , he raised my skirt up to my waist and he unbuckled his pants.

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He was fifty-six and not yet married. His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled. "I want to take care of you, make you happy." "So tell me if you need anything", I nodded in approval. I appreciated his kindness, but what I truly craved, was excitement – something Gavin, with his twenty-year age gap and gentle touch, couldn't provide. "I need to unwind," I said, trying to convey the tension building inside me. Gavin nodded, understanding. "I've arranged for someone to help you relax."