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She was so eager to have me buried in her that she couldn't hold back her body shaking with desires. I moved toward the end of the couch and took her up from the couch with her back turned to me. I nudged her back to face me and give them access to her wet cookie. With one swift movement, I was ready to thrúst into her. However, I was suddenly pushed back by a force that threatens to break through the heart in my chest. I felt my chest burning like I was being set on fire by an unknown force. Seeing that I was delaying, Alea looked back at me and urged me on.

He will be stronger; he will be the strongest creature in the world. Perseus was not exactly surprised when he did not see the two in the spot where he left them in last night. He figured the zeta will run the woman if he had the chance; and he did get the chance when he was distracted by the traitors. He looked around and found the woman’s suitcases leaning on a tree. They seemed to have left in a hurry. He did a quick warm up before turning into his beast form. He was able to clearly smell their tracks. They went south. And so, he ran towards it, retracing their steps swiftly.

This is night so he don't actually see through me, but everytime he look up, his eyes directly at me. That shock me, but then he just look away. I sigh in relief, shrugged the thought and enjoy the boring night without anyone see me. I said, “Everyone is happy despite vulnerable to almost everything. Not even death they can possibly avoid it,” I said, and the foolish stop from what he's doing, and even slowly close the book in his hand. He didn't look up, so I added after I sneered at him, “This foolish is not exception. Why not party with everyone else while he's living on?” His lip slightly curve, and he open the other book this time. He said to himself, slowly, “This book... is said to co

That's the last thing that I have heard when everything turns black. ---- Copyright © 2021 PenOfHope All Rights Reserved DON'T PLAGIARIZE OR DISTRIBUTE.REMEMBER, STEALING IS A CRIME. The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

So, I took all his money and all the guns from his safe before fleeing. If Mateo ever finds us, if he ever finds out about Mila- I don't even want to imagine what he'll do to me. I've been hiding from him for six years now and I've been living here in Hollowfalls for a year now because I know that this is the last place he'll come looking for me. A sudden knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I went over to the front door before peeping through the hole, and my breath got stuck in my throat.

Somewhere above, unseen through the thick trees, Maxwell’s helicopter tore across the sky like a metal hawk searching for the warm shapes of prey hidden below. The forest swallowed the fugitives. The night swallowed the forest. And the scent of justice—twisted, corrupted, and personal—hung in the freezing air between hunter and hunted. Maxwell wasn’t stopping. And neither could they.

High above them in the Jakarta sky, a black helicopter belonging to the Duke came into view, swooping down in pursuit like an eagle hunting its prey. END OF CHAPTER 148.

- We drove until we reached an open stretch of land. Before we even stepped out, the smell of burning hit us. Something felt wrong. The ragdoll grabbed my hand and dragged me out. The second we cleared the car, it burst into flames. Heat rushed over my face, making my heart hammer. "What a shame." A player stepped out of the bushes nearby, brushing ash off his hands. "I cannot believe you escaped." I recognized him instantly. He was the player who had set my hair on fire. I whispered, "Bunny, that's the guy who burned my hair before. He's dangerous."

Hunter muttered, though he wasn’t sure he meant it. He watched her wedding from the shadows, saw how radiant she looked. Their eyes met for a split second, and he inhaled deeply, committing her scent to memory. He wouldn’t take her back. He’d vanish. Let her have her happiness. Three years later…somewhere in the Sahara’s desert

I reminisce about going to a bar and getting drunk. My mind goes back to the night two days ago when Nicole told me that Sam was her boyfriend. When I heard that, I couldn't take that piece of information calmly. Since then I had been wandering the entire time like a madman in the city. I just didn't want to come back. Because it would have been torture for me to be around Nicole, knowing that she is taken. I was pretty much fucked. So, I went to Max to talk about some business. That seemed the only way to keep my fucking mind occupied. We discussed the tactics and the setup that we are going to make for trapping the Browns. Since I met Peter, I had been working hard to achieve our motive, w