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I’d deleted the account ages back. Or hadn’t I? I couldn’t remember. “How the hell–” “Doesn’t matter anyway,” she gave a smug grin, satisfied with the reaction she’d gotten from me. She sat up, the sheets pooling down to her waist, revealing her bare tits which were still flushed from earlier. “I’ve fantasized about it. About you tying me up and hurting me just enough, making me scream your name in tears as you make me come so hard I forget your name.” I stared at her. Twenty one today. Spencer’s little girl and she was already asking for the side of me I’d buried because it was too dark, too risky, way too much to explain to anyone; especially not the daughter of my best friend.

She continues to focus on Xander only for a few short paragraphs, detailing his politics and his forced subjection of Sarah, and Jessica, and their mother. But then, to my surprise, the story turns again to me. It’s a love story, really, of how Sinclair and I found each other despite Xander’s plans and fell in love, how hard we worked to rid this nation of Damon – who honestly wouldn’t have been much better than Xander himself. She even tells of Xander’s attempt to kidnap Rafe, and then all the work I did in the refugee camps to help people who really need me.

Bodies lay on the floor carelessly and the smell of decay and burnt flesh hit my nose from every angle. You might be wondering who I am. Richard Williams, that's my name. A special Force in the US military with two tours in Afghanistan and one in Iraq. It's been three weeks since the virus broke out, three weeks since I got separated from my wife and daughter. The thought of them brought a sad look on my face, one soon which to that of fright when I heard a loud scream close by. It was followed by a gunshot and then another. The screams and gunshots echoed across the street and I wondered who the fool was. A gunshot is enough to draw the attention of the whole infected in the area, not to ta

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

He was completely ignoring her. Seeing that he was not answering, Dr. Thames rushed up to Felix and grabbed him by the collar. She said, "Felix Xavier, are you f*cking deaf?" Out of a sudden, Felix broke into laughter. As he laughed, he looked at the arrogant and panic-stricken woman who was much shorter than him. "Did you send Karen Joy's photos to Silvia?" Dr. Thames was frightened by the look in Felix's eyes. However, she didn't want to admit defeat. She shouted, "Yes, I did."

"Don’t lie. He told you to get the files in his room, right? You are my secretary. You don't need to follow his orders. I'll talk to Finn.” “But-but, I don't mind doing it.” "You liar. I know you're tired. You're pregnant. You'd better stay seated and let me take the files from his desk if he doesn't want to come to my room himself." “Xander, don't. I can—" Angel cursed softly when Xander suddenly hung up the phone. Not long after, Xander came out of his room with a cold expression and a dark aura covering his entire body. Angel hurriedly left her work and chased Xander, who was almost stepping into the elevator.

DYLAN XAVIER Why the fuck was she talking about my father and my dead dreams, I had never spoken of my father to anyone and the fact I told her I was a medical student one time made me feel… I had seen the pity in her eyes like I was some lost kid who needed to be fine. “I'm fine this way”. I murmured, taking a cigarette and lighting it, I put it in between my lips and inhaled deeply. Life was never fair and the faster one knew and accepted it, the easier it would be for them. Taking a file case to look at the content, the name ‘Winters’ came into view. It was written in bold letters and italicised, opening the file and looking into it I smiled mischievously. The winters and the Xavier's wer

She spite my drink in order to sleep with me, get pregnant obviously and pin the pregnancy on me which will later lead to a successful arranged marriage. I had always admired a relationship where love was the foundation and it wasn't forced. I wasn't even in need of it until someone catches my attention. I glanced at her , her dark hair sprawled across the pillow as I watched her turning here and there on the bed. I stood up as I searched around the room I noticed a file on the table with “ Xan's Agency” written boldly on it. I was surprised to see it.

The wetness, the pinkness, that’s all he could really see and what he could hear was the desperation embedded within every single one of her whimpers. She spread her legs wider, her lips between her teeth making it so much harder to hold himself and the beast within him back. “Mine!” He growled, his eyes flashing red once again. **** *** A/N// Xavier is cheating on me y'all...he...he😭😭he's going to do it with Celia. I've been crushing on him for so long and yet...! What an evil bastard...I hope he never cums!☹️ 😕

Running my uncompiled draconic code through these primitive stones would instantly melt the local grid. "The system can't handle a direct d******d of my power," I murmured, my voice a cold, low vibration in the freezing air. I didn't look at Xander. The encryption key I had discovered in the Shadow Fang mainframe—the fingerprint of his own bloodline's betrayal—still sat like a corrupted partition in my chest.