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With that said, Frederick began to unbuckle his belt. Fiona was stunned as she watched Frederick who was seemingly trying to take off his pants. What was he trying to do? Suddenly, Fiona thought of a classical horror movie called, "Those Female Ghosts." In the movie, the main character, Marshall, had ended up sleeping with all the— Although Anya was currently Frederick's fiancée, based on her understanding of Anya's character, Anya would not be intimate with Frederick until their marriage. Did Frederick go crazy from holding it in for too long? Is that why he was planning to take advantage of the female ghost before him after seeing that the female ghost was cute and had good curves?

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

Amanda's heart was pounding again as he sat so close. She remembered the day in his office. Their faces were close together, her body was also hot. Amanda reached out, grabbed the remote, and turned on the TV. Unexpectedly coincidentally, there was also a movie scene of two people kissing on TV. Amanda awkwardly switched to another channel. It was an animal world program, coming to the narrative and the image of the mating between them. . Amanda immediately turned off the TV and put down the remote.

With each circular sway of her forearm, the window lowers an inch, revealing her gleaming, chocolate eyes. "Get in, loser." Mean Girls...? Really? "You're not Regina George. Not driving that dinosaur." Her eyebrows tick upwards with a grin. "Who would've guessed? The heir to the Bass' conglomerate watches chick-flicks." "Not me." I clutch my bag, sludging my feet from their invisible cement prison. "My mother is very fond of rom-coms." "Suurree. However you like to justify it to yourself." She flicks her wrist, pointing her thumb outward. "Throw your bag in the bed and let's get on the road."

“Yesterday, today, tomorrow, the next day and till the end of our lives, till our next reincarnation. I will love you, cherish you, put you first, and be with you. Zane Fangs, or whatever your nay may become in the future. Will you marry me?” TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

For what felt like an eternity, I just lay there, blank, unable to cry, unable to feel anything but this hollow ache in my chest. After what must have been an hour, I gave up on sleep and dragged myself to the living room. I turned on the TV and mindlessly flipped through channels until I landed on an old romance movie. I recognized it instantly, it’s one of those tragic love stories where fate cruelly keeps two lovers apart, despite their deep and undeniable love. I settled into the couch, pulling a blanket around me as I let the film play. The characters’ passion, their struggles, their heartbreak... it all mirrored my own emotions. Every stolen glance between them reminded me of Jackson.

She was so fast all I could do was block and dodge, there was no opening to attack. She's relentless! What am I supposed to do? “Lexy, I got it! What do you want me to do with it?” The second of distraction was all Lilianna needed to get a good hit in on me. The blow sent me to the floor and knocked the wind out of me. “Break it!” I screamed just as Lilianna kicked me in the side, making me cough up blood. Janea spiked the watch, shattering it to pieces. Lilianna’s body hit the ground with a thud as the apparent mind control was broken.

He gave me a weak smile. “Elena, thank you.” “You made me see your love.” At that moment, I believed everything had finally returned to the right path. I thought I had recovered our love. Soon after, we got married. I even gave birth to adorable vampire twins for him. But gradually, my body began to fail. I even showed signs of aging. That day, as I lay in a sickbed, Kael entered the house holding a familiar woman’s hand. Sylvia. She was not dead.

In the third year after my fiancée, Iris Ford, falls off a cliff during a sketching trip in the mountains, I accidentally walk into her personal art exhibition. The person I have longed for day and night is right there, gently adjusting the scarf of the young man beside her. The walls are covered with portraits she once promises to paint only for me, but every subject of her paintings is that young man. Violet Bardot, Iris' best friend and the one who once helps me handle her funeral affairs, grabs me anxiously. "Graham, don't do anything rash. Iris has her reasons. After Jack Glenwood saved her, she suffered from a head injury and lost her memory. She didn't mean to stay away." I smile

The men took their seats around me, looking every bit the professional executives. “Gentlemen,” Langford said smoothly, “and Miss Voss. Let’s see those projections.” I began presenting, voice shaky around the gag but somehow professional. Under the table, all hell broke loose. Zane dropped to his knees first, spreading my thighs wider and sucking my electro-padded clit into his mouth while Jax ramped the vibrations on the dildo. Damien and Rafe took turns tugging the nipple chains, making my tits ache deliciously. Julian filmed discreetly from the side, capturing every hidden twitch.