Finally Fade Novels & Stories

I don’t want her to get depressed because of old age so I did that for her. WHOA! “Pero di ba quits ka na sa magick? Bakit di pa rin nawawala yung bisa ng spell?” (But I thought you gave up witchcraft. Shouldn’t the spell be gone by now?) “Nawawala din yan pero paunti-unti. Lalabas yang totoo nyang itsura mga isang taon o mahigit. Siguro naman tanggap na nya na matanda na sya pagdating ng time na yun.” (It fades, but a little bit at a time. She’ll turn old in about a year or so. By that time, I think she’ll be resigned to looking old.)

Mike remained silent. "Mike! Look!" She pointed towards the bodies of the fallen Vampires. Both of them were starting to breakdown before their eyes. The flesh shriveled and shrank until it clung to the bones. Then the bones began to fall apart, losing their shape. Finally, as the skin began to flake off, the deeper tissues combusted and the whole corpse caught fire. Within minutes, both bodies were reduced to little more than ash. "My god." Was all he could say.

I started walking slowly, trying my best not to pass out. " Just a little bit more Ara, hold on for a bit. ", I mumbled to myself I dragged myself to the river as I felt my body was slowly going to collapse. My vision started to blur, my eyelids getting heavy, my head spinning crazily, I couldn't feel my body any longer. Am I dying ? I totally lost myself and my body dropped to the ground, I could feel the cold water hitting my skin, all the noises in the background slowly fading away.

Her back arched up and she cried out. "It hurts!" She was full on sobbing while palming her mouth and he on the other hand tried to be as still as possible so her pain would fade. "S-stop, p-please take it o-out." She cried out and he softly kissed her tears. "It's okay baby, the pain will fade soon." He mumbled but she didn't stop crying, after sometime he slowly moved himself out only to slam back in. It was excruciatingly unbearable for him to control as her tight folds were sucking him in deep and hard.

Time to end this one way or another. ***

She paused, fighting to steady her breath, “…your love is like cherry blossoms. Beautiful when it blooms, dazzling even. But once it falls, what remains is just rotting mud.” James swallowed hard, the words hitting him like stones. He shifted uncomfortably, his gaze darting between them, helpless in this battlefield of emotions. Amara’s voice hardened, her hand clenching the umbrella tighter. “No matter how gorgeous, no matter how dazzling, I don’t want that kind of love anymore.” Alex bent lower, his hair dripping, his knees sinking deeper into the mud. Then, with a sudden dramatic motion, he lifted his right hand, two fingers pointing upward as though he stood before a judge in court.

He resisted at first, but after seeing that the potions were actually working, he began to allow my treatment. "Tonight's potion is ready." I knocked on Damon's study door. "Come in." His voice remained distant. I walked in carrying a tray and placed the potion on his desk. "Drink it while it's hot. It works better that way." Damon glanced at me and drained the cup in one gulp. "It tastes bitter." He frowned. "Good medicine tastes bitter," I said softly. "Your complexion is much better than last month." It was true. Under my careful treatment, the toxin in his body was slowly dissipating. His pale face had regained color, and his weakened body was filling with strength again.

He just stood there, watching us go, his eyes filled with something I couldn’t quite name. --- I named my daughter Seraphina because I wanted her to be free, like a bird soaring high above the sky. She loved her name. With her shimmering tail fin, she brushed softly against my hand, as if to say thank you. I taught her how to shift her tail into human legs. Seraphina was clever and quick. In just three days, she had two pale, perfect legs. She hugged me gently, then leaned close and whispered in my ear. "Mom, I’ll be your legs now. I’ll always protect you."

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“Treat it as part of the composition. Slide it along your folds first — slowly. Let the camera see how your body reacts to the cool glass against your heat.” The shutter clicked as I obeyed, dragging the chilled glass along my already slick slit. The temperature contrast made me gasp — cold against my burning core. I circled my clit with the rounded head, then pressed it lightly against my entrance, teasing without pushing inside. “Beautiful,” Lucian praised, camera never stopping. “Your pussy is weeping for it already. Look how the glass shines with your juices. Now push it in — just the tip. Hold it there while I capture the stretch.”