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"Love is the strongest weapon we have against darkness," he had said. Eli turned to the girl he loved and took her hand. With all his heart, he poured his love into her, and suddenly, the darkness began to recede. The other vampires joined in, pouring their love into the battle, and together they were able to push back the darkness.

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

He placed it on the bedside table at the head of the bed, lowering the volume but still letting the music play. He dimmed the lights, then he joined her on the bed where she was sound asleep. He slipped under the covers and spooned her, sharing his warmth with her. Then he inhaled her scent. He knew that moment, the new venture Men’s Aura required. It was a female fragrance and he decided that it would be based on Inara’s scent and the project will commence as soon as their honeymoon was over. He drifted off to sleep as the soft music of Enya’s Drifting played in the background.

Fenrik My mind raced with uneasiness. She lowered my hand to her plumped breast as I caressed them thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned. She moved her mouth from my lips, kissing down my chest, as they landed on my nipples. She sucked on them with deep intensity. “Arrrgghh! Hmmm!” I moaned and groaned, my neck straining as I tried to settle my eyes on the moon ahead of us. “Do you like that, my Lycan?” Maera teased, her voice settling on me like ice on hot iron. “Or do you want me to go lower?”

The one who could burn him alive and kiss the wound better. You stuck through the silence, the pain, the almosts, and the push-pulls. And when I was on the edge of giving up, you were the reason I didn’t. So here I am. Still writing. Still pushing. Still pouring my soul into every word because you deserve that. Dark romance isn’t everyone’s thing. But if it’s yours, then you get it. You get how love can be painful and beautiful. How obsession can look like devotion. How the line between “I need you” and “I might destroy you” can be so, so thin.

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

- she added, looking at her a little indignantly. - Yes, I do.- Alice replied without losing any of her confidence.- For example, when Damon's kin submerged him in the waters of the Lake of Darkness, it didn't affect him at all and he still remembered Selene, and his love hadn't waned, and as we all know, the Lake of Darkness has tremendous power. It can wash away any charm, including that of sorceresses from old clans. Of course, every magic charm.- she said, emphasizing the word "magic".- As we also know, true love, as it is common thing among people, has nothing to do with witchcraft or magic. In my opinion, this was the love that brought those two together, which is why the waters of the

“What book?” “The one filled with meticulous information about my daily schedule, personal habits, and weaknesses.” He had to clench his hands to keep from reaching out to shake her as he relived the moment Aidan had handed him the leather-bound, handwritten journal with a look of deep regret. It had been the moment when any illusions about what he’d really had with Madison had crumbled to ash. “I think the most disturbing thing was the sketches and instructions for how to make dynamite.” He shook his head. “I can’t believe you could do something so horrible.” “I didn’t. I could never do that.” She slammed her hand on the table, crying out when she accidentally embedded a piece of glass in h

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Iris's POV I swallowed, my throat felt raw. The taste of him was still on my tongue, whiskey and something darker, something alpha. My own scent was everywhere, too: sweet, the unmistakable musk of an omega in heat. I was lying against his chest on the study sofa. Rafael's hair was a mess, his lips slightly swollen from kissing me, from biting me. The heat had eased, the sharpest edge of it, anyway, the unbearable burning that had driven me down those stairs