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But she did not realize how quickly it could turn into nighttime. "The sun was up just a moment ago," she whispered. "Seconds ago, actually. Why is it slowly turning nighttime already? This is too--" her whole body jolted as a book popped out right in front of her. It glowed, as if inviting Verena to open the pages under the moon that is slowly coming up to its place. "The cursed book," she whispered. "Why the hell is this here? How could this book follow me in my dream?" "Am I draping or is this..."

“If I knew, I would fix it. I can’t stop getting enough blood. I feel like a bus ran over me. Literally, I feel like I was hit by a bus. Those dreams were so real, so powerful, and I can’t shake them, Alex. I never, ever, have had anything feel like this before. I woke up a pool of sweat and took a shower once already. I feel like a wreck, and all I can do is think about Amber.” “Wow, Dom, that is crazy. I didn’t realize that. I don’t think I have ever heard you say anything about dreaming before.” “No, I hadn’t. I had this vision, which sucked a lot of energy from me. I then fell asleep, which just became a trap. I was stuck in a wonderfully, erotic, real, intense, and I don’t have the word

Then there were his psychology books and books on wilderness craft. His gaze fell on a small cluster of volumes of English literature, some that Faith had convinced him to try. While he couldn't bring himself to read them, he hadn't been able to part with them, either. The top shelf held an extensive collection of contemporary bestsellers, and it was one of those he chose, a mystery thriller, as he heard the first roll of thunder. "Yep, Bear, it seems like a 'dark and stormy night' kind of night." He gave the dog a pat as he settled down in his chair.

Sitting at my desk I decided to re-read the email my brother Gabe sent to me about mating and the bonding dream. The bonding dream according to Gabriel’s email has something to do with the male dragon towards the female and her scent triggers it. As Gabe said, it is all about the female's scent towards the male. Kellie’s scent is already calling to me loud and clear. She is my mate. If or when that bonding dream happens, I have no idea how I will be able to explain it to her. We will suddenly be bonded, and she will experience things not normal for her. But on Drakkon, it is completely normal.

"Why are you asking about him?" I look down at the study guide for math with a problem that is half-solved. "Liam, while I was out cold in a coma. I dreamt of my house." Liam closes his laptop and pulls his chair beside me, not walking Ramsey. He grabs my hand. "You can tell me." "At first, it was an unusual dream. I saw no grass or green skies. The house is what I only saw. Once I entered, everything was in place, but as I entered my room, I saw a woman."

[ Finales mark the end of every mega substory (additional plots or sub-plots with more than five chapters that play a major role in the entire plot development ), or book and they are usually in three parts. This also marks the ending of Unknown Origins' first book 'Dark Matter. Bonus chapters are on their way and special chapters will only be released after the book is completed.

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?

Worlds apart in every measurable way, yet bound by something raw and unspoken that neither of us had ever tried to explain because explanations would have made it smaller than it was. The late afternoon light fractured through my bedroom curtains, casting broken patterns across the floor that mirrored the mess inside my skull. I was pretending to read. I had been pretending to read for forty minutes. The words on the page had long since stopped being words and become shapes, abstract and meaningless, like trying to read a language you once knew but have been slowly forgetting.

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I looked at him in confusion. Damon: You know princess. You have to remember my few rules. I gulped and nodded. He came towards me leaving the burning frying pan. Damon: Just remember these three rules. Your life will be in peace. His last sentence was full of sarcasm. But still, I nodded. Damon: First: Don’t ever cry in front of me. I hate tears. Second: Don’t ever even think of hurting my loved ones and that’s my one and only brother. And lastly, Don’t ever lie. I hate lies the most.