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18 + VERY, VERY, VERY STRONG KINKY, DIRTY, FREAKY, NASTY FUCK SCENE AHEAD. CHAPTERS 46 AND 47 WILL BE HELLFIRE HOT. SO FOR ALL YOU HALO WEARING LASSES AND LADS, PLEASE SKIP THOSE TWO CHAPTERS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, YOU'VE BEEN MOTHERFUCKING WARNED.

But my eyebrows raised when I noticed that he had another hand hidden as well. He slowly took it out from behind him, and two DVDs appeared before my eyes. “We’re going to watch a movie for tonight. I know you’ll like this.” My eyes twinkled with excitement. The movies were none other than Breaking Dawn Part 1 and Part 2. These were the only two that I hadn’t watched yet in the Twilight Saga. In fairness, this vampire prince seems to prefer the old school type of watching a movie. DVD, really? Not too long, and we were sitting side by side, watching while seated on my bed. My head was resting on his shoulder, and his arms were wrapped around mine. I was feeling a bit tired because of the pla

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I took it out and read the title. It was only one word. Magic. It looked interesting so I took it and sat back down on the couch. The first few chapters were not that interesting. History of magic and spells. The next few chapters talked about potions and herbs. But the last chapter caught my attention. It simply said: “Prophecies”. I flipped over to the last chapter and started reading. It was about prophecies that already happened. It was about who made those prophecies and what they meant to the supernatural world. Nothing useful to me. I needed to know about the prophecy that didn’t happen already.

Book 2: Crown of Shadows Chapter 1: The Departure The carriage door closed with finality that echoed through her chest like a death knell. Through crystal-clear windows enhanced with court magic far beyond territorial capabilities, she watched Shadoweave's spires fade into pre-dawn mist. Each familiar landmark disappeared with the inexorable permanence of choices that couldn't be unmade.

Her face was flushed, clearly in the throes of her heat. Lucas gently stroked her forehead, his eyes full of concern. The caption read: "My Alpha dropped everything to take care of me, leaving his runaway Omega behind while I'm sick. This is what true love is—choosing the one who really needs you." Below it, in smaller text: "Certain half-bloods should stop dreaming." I watched the video, my heart completely still. I almost wanted to laugh. Because this scene was all too familiar. My first heat, three years ago.

The guards who had rushed in froze where they stood. Confused by their reactions, I looked down at myself. Blood was dripping from my wrist where his nails had scratched through my skin. But it wasn’t the blood that stunned everyone into silence. It was the color as it was Purple. My heart stopped because it was a crime. An abomination. The worst halfblood to be. A trait known only to belong to the Igutus — the halfborns born of lycan and werewolf blood. The cursed hybrids of the Ashborn pack. The very species Tovar had just condemned moments ago.

For ten years, I served the vampire prince Damon as his blood servant. The night I turned eighteen, he finally made me his woman. My dream come true. Except now I know the truth: I was just his practice run before he married into vampire nobility. "One more time." Damon’s voice echoed in the dark. His cold fingers gripped my chin, forcing my head up. My body was limp, and I was gasping against his chest. "I… I can't," I rasped.

"Live, pumpkin. Do what I could not. Take the inheritance that clears tomorrow. Use the McKinnley gold and the Devonshire blood to burn Asmodeus out of our woods. End the rot." He leaned forward, kissing her brow. "And learn to love, pumpkin. Don't be a ghost in your own life. The Blackwood prince... he is the other half of your storm. Don't run from the lightning." He began to fade, the white lilies turning back into the dark velvet of Killian’s bedroom. "We'll see you one day, love. But not today. Go home." The Awakening At exactly 11:59 PM on the 29th, Anna’s eyes snapped open.

"And now, Harry, let us step out into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure," the ancient wizard (Albus Dumbledore) says in chapter 3 of The Half-Blood Prince. * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It was at dawn when I was awoken from my slumber. Knowing that even one small thud could wake my mom up, I left my door slightly open and walked to the kitchen. Since I could not go back to sleep, I might as well wake up now. I opened the drawer on my right and grabbed a yellow mug with flowers painted on the front. With the mug in one hand, I went to the sink and filled it with water. I gulped the water down in one go and put the mug on the kitchen counter.