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he murmured, his eyes fixed on mine, "you’re much prettier when you're scared." I flinched. He wasn't smiling. His face was perfectly serious. Then, his other hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me gently but firmly towards him. His lips were on mine before I could protest, soft at first, then harder. He kissed me slowly, deeply, like he had all the time in the world. My mind screamed no, but my body felt heavy, confused. I hated him for it, for making me feel anything but anger. When he pulled away, my lips tingled, and my breath was ragged.

“I know you’re a smart girl. I know you have big dreams. I don’t want you to have to give up everything because of this bullshit. I’m going to end this nightmare for you, baby. I promise.” I withdrew myself from his body, staring up at his face. “I’m the Grim fucking Reaper, baby. I’m not going to try and deny it.” He let out a low chuckle. “If you ended up with me, it would just be like that damn fairytale. You being the Beauty… And me being the Beast.” I couldn’t help but to let out a low giggle. Being around him made me happy. Filled my heart with a contentment that I couldn’t explain.

He gave me a smile and without a word he leant in to kiss my lips softly. Wow. "Indeed I am and you are my Luna. " he said. This could not be right surely. This guy was adamant that I was his mate and sure I felt the connection but it was happening so quickly. I tried to get up from the bed but he held his hand out stopping me. "You can't get up yet. You have had a nasty fall." He insisted. "I remember going into the forest and something was calling to me. I .. I don't remember what happened but my shoulder. It.. it... " I felt my shoulder and frowned as the memory of that stinging sensation as it flooded my mind.

‘he’s not supposed to exist in the first place, so he’s being punished for disrupting the rule and order of the world, this happens on his birthday every year… in order for him not to feel pain, he must have his soulmate with him on that day, he and his soulmate would must either have a little physical intimate contact or they must mate for the pain to stop’ Anita explained gently Ivory sighed she stared at him in the eyes then suddenly kissed him. Even though he was tied by a rope, he managed to dominate her. Her body was on fire, their tongues intertwined endlessly. ‘Are you guys going to do this while I’m still here’ Nara asked in frustration. They both separated, ivory’s face was red due

Yakuza. It was the Yakuza who grew the most impatient. It was the Yakuza who attacked them first tonight. Marchetti got a tip from Dante Leone that they’d attack in their attempt to snatch the chip from Adrian. The moment I learned about it from Bitter Prince, I came swiftly. Except, it was almost too late for Tatiana. The door to the hospital room slid open and Nikita’s heavy footsteps echoed on the floor. I was surprised he insisted on staying. He hated hospitals with a passion. I figured he felt bad for the woman. It was the first time he witnessed a woman almost dying.

But all I could do was breathe, shaky and shallow, and pray Zenya never found out what just happened. Because he’d kill me Or worse. Perfect. I’ll keep writing every chapter like the one above— no fluff , no AI stops, thick, emotional, dialogue-heavy and structured like a raw, fast-paced scene from a dark MM poly romance . “I love Zenya.” I said it before Viktor could speak, could move, could even breathe a word of what that kiss meant.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

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His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

X18+ ahead please, if you're not comfortable with such scenes, skip it! This is a dark romance book. Damon plundered Neah's lips like a hungry beast. Lifting her up in his arms as Neah wrapped her legs around his waist, his fingers brushes towards her back as he caresses the soft skin. "Hmmm Dam-- Damon~~"Neah said with shaky and unsteady breaths. Her hands ran through into his soft silky black hair as she moaned into his lips.