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His voice carries through the room like it owns the air. “One more thing you should know. Claire is my fiancée now. No one touches her. No one threatens her. No one contacts her. If any of you so much as think about coming near her again, you’ll deal with me. And Tyler?” Connor’s eyes lock on him with pure ice. “Kill the dream. Claire doesn’t want you back. She never did. She was just too loyal to see what a weak, lying piece of shit you really are.” The words hit like a slap. Tyler’s face goes white then red. My father looks like he might shift on the spot. The whole room feels like it’s about to explode.

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My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

She was too bored to wait, and she really wants to kill those evils. “I can’t wait any longer, your highness. I want to kill them now! It’s obvious that you can’t kill such beautiful women with you own hands. Then let me do the honor,” Drakaina is teasing him, trying to give up the job for her. Evil as always. “I can’t and you know that!”

Darren cleared his throat as he said not knowing how to address her. " Dana... The name's Dana" the tanned lady said, introducing herself. Darren just shook his head and sighed exasperatedly as he said, " look, Dana. I hate to break this to you but, I'm not into any of this. I'm being forced here to be with you... I know it might sound disappointing as you might have been looking forward to this but, my father made you false promises. As you can see, I'm already mated to someone else." Darren craned his neck to show her the bite mark on his neck as he calmly explained.

They're depending on me. Furthermore, the punishment for insulting the Lycans was no joke. Lucas has the power to exact any time of punishment that he wants. Since I injured his ego, who knows what he will do? The guests looked down at me as I pushed myself up into a sitting position. "They kept bragging about how that woman's daughter is better than all of ours." "What? How disgraceful." "Did she think that she could do whatever she wanted just because she was approved to be his Highness' fiancee?"

I never wanted to care about him, damn it, but the heart doesn't always give you a choice. And now to hear from his mouth that he loves me, and that he wants to claim me as his own, to keep me close to his heart and protect me--I don't deserve that affection, not after what I did. It doesn't matter if I didn't have any control. Nor does it matter that I can't remember doing any of it. I know it must be me. Listening to the stories of the villagers who remember, the dragon swooped down from above, shining gold in the moonlight. The nails and horns and the webbing between the partitions of the wings are all as black as ichor. I see this dragon every night in my dreams.

“There’s no way she could have gone far. And why the hell are you being so heartless right now? I just told you I was practically taken advantage of, and this is all you have to say to me?” “You’ve had countless one-night stands,” I pointed out. “What exactly makes this one any different?” “Because it is!” Damian snapped. “Fuck, Dorian… she was a completely new experience. I don’t even care that she wasn’t my mate. She was everything I didn’t realize I was missing. I think I even developed a new kink. I want to be dominated.” Those words made my face twitch as I stared blankly at the wall. This bastard. “Are you drunk?” I asked, my irritation slowly melting into genuine concern.

Damon pulled off all his clothing ,he knew that he didn't want to do this ,but then he felt like he was going to explode the next moment if he didn't go into the hole that was open and staring at him . "I hate you so much bitch"he told her and with that he drove straight into her pussy hole . A loud moan came out of her mouth ,the moment that he drove in and he also moaned ,the pleasure that he was having at the moment was just something that he just couldn't imagine at the moment ,her pussy to him was just everything . Freya closed her eyes as she enjoyed everything that was happening. She didn't know that Cain's father had such a huge dick or she wouldn't have settled for him but then she

] "Hello, who is this, so early in the morning?" "You forgot me already? I'm your editor. You were going to submit the draft for the new story, remember? The deadline is in two days. When are you submitting it?" "Oh, shit. I totally forgot. But why did you have to wake me up now? I had such a good plot in my dream." "A dream?" "Yes, a dream. A dream about a girl who fell in love with a gaming dragon." The End.