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Her Dark Past (Love in shackles) Chapter 1 LILIANA's POV, "Please don't do this to me," I screamed as his huge hand got under my skirt, I shivered in fear, I hated his touch yet I loved it when he touched me. "See you are mine…" Damon spat angrily “I can use you any way I like, I brought you with my money so don't dare try to dictate to me,” he said with gritted teeth "Damon!" I screamed as his hands caressed my skin and I spat on his face.

"Do you really want to argue with me again, Demitri? We have a business to do. Stop causing a fight. I'm not a baby." "You are my baby," he whispered that made my heart pound so hard and loud, it stripped the rationality off me. The sound of birds and insects filled my ears when we entered the dark forest of West Evergreen, one of the few forests in the west that is situated beyond a river, and is not commonly visited by people for two reasons: first, because it's said to be cursed, second, because it is where the dangerous cave of the magical healer is known to be situated.

"And who the fuck are you to know shit about that pack of bastards?" I raise my hand to show off the beautiful wedding band and prepare myself to flaunt my amazing husband in public if this dickward can't put two and two together. Just as I part my lips, I feel an overpowering presence next to me, and Damon's voice drops lower than I've heard him speak. "You're talking to Nero Hades' husband. Would you prefer to look in my eyes when you talk shit about my Alphas?" I know if a person is scared shitless when I see one, and these two obviously didn't know what they were getting into when they opened their mouths.

- Damon confessed and cupped her face in his hands. At this point, their lips slowly began to draw closer together. The moment so long awaited by them has finally come. They kissed softly, as carefully as if they were going to hurt each other by the kiss. In a way, it was like that - with every touch they became much closer, breaking the only law linking demons and sorceresses - it was a categorical prohibition on relationships with each other, punishable in most cases by death. Even so, their lips did not break apart even for a minute. Indescribable happiness filled their hearts so much that they almost burst from the excess. In that wonderful moment, what mattered to them was only this lov

he grunted, reaching around to rub my clit. I pushed back, meeting every thrust, my second orgasm building. “Cum inside me, fill my pussy with your hot load.” He roared, his cock pulsing as he exploded, flooding me with his cum. I shattered around him, milking every drop as ecstasy consumed us. We collapsed, panting, his arms enveloping me protectively. “I love you, Kamilla. Marry me. Let's make this real.” Tears of joy pricked my eyes. The plot twist of the false positive had cleared the path, and now, with Katrina's blessing, our future shone bright.

The kiss was all-consuming, wild and untamed, as though we were both drowning in it—both sinking into the dark together, unable to pull back. His hands moved to the hem of my shirt, tugging it up impatiently, and I knew what was coming. Part of me wanted to scream, wanted to fight him off. But another part of me—something darker, something hungrier—welcomed it. Welcomed the need, the hunger, the power he was giving me and taking away all at once. He broke the kiss again, but this time he didn’t pull away. He stood there, staring down at me with eyes so full of darkness, I thought I might drown in them.

Still, the way he said it, like the words made me feel small. “Tell me, Snow,” he pressed, voice dipping lower. “What kind of books do you read?” My stomach dropped and panic fluttered in my chest. If he knew, if he even suspected. The facade I’d built so carefully for my parents would crumble to dust. He couldn’t know that behind closed doors, I consumed more dark romance and filth than any good girl should. The sound of the front door swinging open snapped the moment in half. I blinked, tearing my gaze away just in time to see my dad stride in. Relief flooded me so fast my knees almost buckled.

“I'll eradicate every last one of them from the surface of this world, if I have to.” I followed the trial of the cart to an open valley. Meara's scent had just been there, or I could smell a drop of her blood. But something else was there with me. Dead carcass. Immediately it lunged at me as I turned to face it, but I was left stunned. My feral red eyes dimmed for a moment. It was a brown fur Lycan, only that this particular Lycan smelled like a vampire. I had seen this before. A conjuring—Necromancy. Such magic was forbidden, lost to ancient wars. It takes only a powerful witch to be able to conjure a soul from the underworld into a dead Lycan's body.

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But when she pulled a condom out of her dessert drawer and threw it to me, it was high time for me to go home - without a condom. I spent the evening in my room over my books and the new journal that Historia brought out every month. But as soon as I crawled under my covers to sleep, my thoughts were back on Nick and his brother. That didn't change either when I sat sleepily in the kitchen over my cereal the next morning while Uncle Roderick turned the toast in the toaster into coal again. "You shine so brightly today," he remarked. As always, he missed the burnt smell that wafted through the kitchen.