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I replied and poured the juice for both of us "I see you are a huge fan of black and dark purple" she sipped the juice gracefully and I couldn't help but stare at the movement of her lips..... I cursed deeply at the lustful thought going through my mind. I had dumped that attitude a long time ago "Black is the best...." I said "Black is wicked" she muttered "At least it's not sad....." "I prefer brighter colors, white, lemon, pink, sky blue, orange and even yellow" she said with a straight face

LEMUEL’S WORDS INTRIGUED Michael and he paid rapt attention to him. “Consider me a schoolboy right now.” He said lightly, eliciting a slight chuckle from him. “Well, here we go. One day two young women decided to play a dark supernatural game called the last dare.” “Hmm.” “Yeah. So in this game, they must give each other a life-changing dare.” “That is reckless.” “I agree. One’s dare was to frame a guy for pregnancy and follow it through to the end.”

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[LUNA] Here I am again, at the bar, trying to drown myself in liquor. But this isn't just any liquor—this one is different. A darker brew, gifted by the elder vampires themselves. I don’t know what’s in it, but it grips me, sends a shiver down my spine, makes the room spin just the way I want it to.

DARK FIFTY FIVE: OWNING HIS BELOVED Third person's POV: "I fucking love you, you know?" Asked Luca, hungrily. " I'm going to make you mine right now, baby. The smaller male under him was dazed in lust and passion, as he stared at his lover, who's in verge of taking him. Blake looked at him with full of admiration and love, as he mentally counted the days where he was lusting over him but decided to ignore to avoid the odd feeling. "You're so beautiful, Blake."

Dax sarcastically said and Ray and Oliver bursted out in laughter. "I'm not laughing.. I'm serious, go away you two" "Just know that if I'm to choose,boy I will choose you...I know you're angry..let's enter the bedroom" Ray pushed Dax by the shoulders and Oliver shook his head. "I've told you I'm not gay Dax,find your niche." "Fine... it's okay.I know you'll still come back eventually,So what are we wearing for that motherfúçkér party tonight!!!"

Mustering up the courage I look back at the most beautiful face with the most captivating eyes but I can see the darkness hidden behind those eyes. Glancing at him with my tear-filled eyes, I see him staring back at me. "Seems like you are awake-" "Please! Let me go. Don't kill me. I am thankful to you for saving my life but please let me go. I will not tell anyone-" Before I could complete my sentence, that man pulls me off by grabbing my arm in a painful grip. I am looking at his dark eyes. He grabs my jaw with such a force that I think it will break anytime.

The Innkeeper, frozen in a silent exclamation, seemed to fade from my vision. It was as if I was no longer in the dusty office, but suspended in a void, surrounded by swirling mists of light and shadow. Then, images began to coalesce within the glow of the parchment. They weren't static pictures, but fleeting, vibrant snippets, like dreams playing out in rapid succession. I saw flashes of familiar faces, though some were older, etched with lines of experience I hadn't seen before. There was Fenrik, his golden eyes blazing with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine, but also a weariness that hadn't been present moments ago.

I don't want to go back to him, how can you even mention it? -You're being overly dramatic Amanda. -She muttered glaring at me with her gray eyes, "Aren't you seeing the place we're in? We're surviving like fucking rats! -I'd rather live like this than go home to that damn traitor. Katherine slapped me, one so hard I brought my hands to my face, how dare she?

They are not the same even though they share the same race. A dark elf woman stands at the apex of the ground floor. Height nearly seven-foot and green eyes that matched the same color as Ellensandria. She has an old fashion breastplate that covers her chest and rustic leg plates that cover her lower appendages and middle area. Within her shaking right hand is a short staff with some runes carved inside the head. Though she is nervous, her features suggest that she is calm and collected. The torso armor has blood splatter running along the hem to the collar. Across her delicate-looking face is another scarlet splash. A long and wet tongue slithers out of her mouth. The tip of her wet induced