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I was dying because of the pain I am feeling right now. Every veins inside me felt like tearing apart, every tear I cried was a lava, and every glance of his cold eyes was like a dagger I couldn't avoid. It was just painful, everything was so painful that I was hardly breathing. I can't believe he just threw me away like that.

They can never get use to my ways. I was about to go to the next one when his head fell. He wasn't shivering anymore. His hand fell from mine. They checked him. "Master... He swallowed his tongue" one of my men said. I angrily threw the plier. The fun was no longer there. "He's dead? Burn his body and throw his ashes away. That's what he gets for killing my favourite dog" I said and left. "Clean this room up" Blaze said and followed me behind.

Vesper hesitated for only a heartbeat before stepping into the light. The sun’s rays lashed at her like molten blades. Her wings smoked, the delicate membranes burning away, and her flesh blistered and cracked. Pain surged within her like a constant companion, but she didn’t falter. Each step forward was fueled by the image of Qillalon’s face and the bond they shared. She roared in ache. Her face smokes as it burns her, but she moves forward, searching for her mate. The Flatlands stretched endlessly, their barren surface offering no cover. The armored vehicle stood at the center, a metal leviathan gleaming under the merciless sun. Hunters milled about, their weapons at the ready, while the H

A loud menacing growl tore from my chest resounding in all over the area, the growl of the Alpha. If even a hair from her head has been touched, I will first torture, then kill those motherfuckers!

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

The door get opens with a thud and Rick was standing there. His eyes are glaring at me angrily. He walks toward me, taking predatory steps. I try to move away but he holds my ankle to stop me. He has bound my hand, but my legs are open. So I kick my legs with all my strength. I don’t want him to touch me. It makes my skin crawl out of disgust. “If you don’t want me to hurt your pup stay still.” He roars angrily and I stop moving. He moves back, and his eyes are roaming all over my body.

he whispered in her ear. She closed her eyes with fear. Then he tasted her lips, making gentle moves. But it was not for long, suddenly the kiss became harsh and passionate. And he explored each corner of her mouth, biting her lips along. She didn't resisted and let him do whatever he wants but neither responded. He couldn't get enough of it and put his left hand on her breasts and knead them with force. She didn't realize when his hand sneaked behind her back and unclasped her bra. He took of her bra harshly and threw it beside the bed. Then his lips travelled down her neck, marking there. He was not getting enough, giving her hickeys all way along he travelled down and on her blossoms. He

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Kevin cursed. Emma rose to her feet immediately hearing his low growl and gasped once she saw red droplets dripping down his finger. "Oh, God!" Wiping her hands with a wet towel, she walked toward him. "Let me see!" She held his finger gently and pulled the tiny thorn out, dabbing the wound afterward." These roses have the sharpest thorns," said Emma, flickers of concern shadowing her features which he found rather amusing. He seemed pleased despite the pain.