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** Harper's POV ** Every touch reminds me what we are fighting for. It tells me that they are mine, just as I am theirs. That even in the middle of all this chaos, this love we’ve built is real. It’s earned, and it’s worth holding on to. “Do you feel adventurous today, baby?” Finn asks as he rolls one of my nipples between his finger and thumb.

Harry had been like a brother to me once, and here I was, entangled in a relationship that had brought danger into his only child’s life. The silence between us stretched, deafening and heavy. I could hear the distant beeps of monitors from nearby rooms, my own heartbeat thudding in my ears. Harry watched me patiently, his eyes filled with a mixture of pain, love, and exhaustion. Finally, he spoke again, his voice low and measured. “I’ve come to terms with it, what's between you and Fiona… It’s strong. Regardless of you being my childhood best friend.” He paused, rubbing a hand over his face. “But if I look at it from the other side, I realize we haven’t kept tabs on our friendship for a lon

Love was supposed to be something else, wasn't it? "Lucy... I do still want you. God, I want to fuck you senseless every time I see you; I have since I was fifteen, but you can't love me, not after what I've done to you. I turned you into a slut, a sex toy, something for me to use and abuse at my leisure. I made you walk to my house wearing no panties so you could beg me to fuck you. How could you love someone who's done that to you? I should change you back to the way you were, make you forget the whole thing. Maybe then I could have you and deserve you." He felt miserable, ashamed of everything he had done in the time since he had discovered his powers. This made Lucy's reaction to his spe

“It is fiction. These characters must have fantasised about having foreplay and sex like this, so in their mind, they have created the person that doesn’t exist and accept whatever happens afterwards with character growth.” Hayden sat up and looked at me, his gaze intense. “But doesn’t it feel wrong in some way? What if we had first met, and I thought of you as some maid and you thought of me as that stable boy?” “It’s not about us. That is fiction—” “Would you have been thrilled to have sex with me if I had introduced myself as a Navy Seal as soon as we started talking?” No, I would have run away. “Well, of course.” I asked, “Would you have been thrilled to have sex with me if I had introdu

“That's right. I happened to talk to her back when I was having a deal with Lord God. Also, she said that she would try to guide you—maybe that's the reason why your parents help you create an illusion world for you that you thought to be your original world.” My brows furrowed upon hearing his explanation. “It seemed so... if that's the case then she should be the one who wrote the book titled ‘in the name of psychopaths’, she give me information by writing and changing the villains, cannon fodder, and the protagonists. Am I right?” Phoenix smiled and nodded his head. “That's right. She's the author of that book.” I let out a heavy sigh after my guess was confirmed. But then I remembered Am

Harper. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.” Haydn interrupted Jane and pushed Mr. Harper away. “Mr. Harper, do mind your own business. My girlfriend and I are in love, and we want to be lovey-dovey with each other. You’re already a senior, and you want to watch us? Why can’t you control yourself?”

How many books, novels, and short stories has Sophia encountered with this very trope of fake relationships? The answer: she cannot even remember anymore. From girlfriends for hire to even being proxy fiancées, she read it all for sure! But having it happen to her? Her brain was starting to malfunction trying to absorb that information. Dating someone you barely know was off on its own but do not all relationships start from scratch? There were a lot of things to say about this setup, but all she was sure of was that she never liked the endings of these kinds of stories.

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

He has become his original self and I hate that version of him- start version of hemisphere "Wait here," I command Leah, storming toward my room. “I will make him remember our deal!” As I walk away, I start to think about how I had gained control over Harry in the first place. The strong AlphaHarry - so broken after Helen's rejection, only if he knows the true reason why she rejected him My stupid sister’s rejection of Harry gave me a good chance to step in, and step in I did

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real