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Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

"I brought some books you might want to take a look at. Where should I put it?" The sound of running water from the shower made me realize that she was still bathing and probably couldn't hear me. I'd leave the books on her bed so she'd see it when she comes out. I stepped inside her bedroom. My gaze went to the floor where clothes were scattered. The shirt she used from earlier was first on the trail. Then her jeans, socks, bra, and finally her black lace underwear. My face flushed. Uno and Blaze wore those. My thoughts strayed to a place I've never ventured before. She left me cookie crumbs, and like a kid who didn't know any better, I have followed it.

I said, attempting to steer the conversation back on course. “Er.” Asher cleared his throat, clearly trying to keep up with my bizarre line of questioning. “Yes, so there is only one mention, but it’s as if we’re missing some pages.” My focus was back now. “Explain.” “The author of this entry has written here.” Our scouts apprehended a rouge today who was trying to cross our boundary lines. The rouge said he was running from a werewolf who was conjuring fireballs at him. We suspect he is mad but have locked him in the dungeon for questioning.

I guess someone must have been taking it and put it there. I took the book and start reading, oh gosh I'm so tired. I wanted to sleep. I just finish around 30%, I still have 70% to go. Oh great! I keep yawning and yawning. I need a coffee like.. Really need one. I walked outside and looked for a vending machine. I remembered that it's near my drawing class. I walked there and buy 2 cans of coffee. When I arrived at the library, there a bread and a hot coffee on the top of my desk. This is weird. I looked around to find someone I know, who did this? Whoever did this, may God bless you.

Good thing he hadn’t changed much since high school. I kept my phone on the floor before standing up from the bath. I dried off silently, careful not to wake up the kitten. I wondered what I’d tell Emma and Mia. I was more worried about their opinion than anything else. Will Emma know I’m with her brother just for some money? Will Mia find out that I’m just pretending? Shaking my head, I started my paranormal romance audiobook. It had a reverse harem trope with four vampire lords and one human girl. The plot was thrilling, and it kept me on the edge of my seat. I hummed and applied body lotion.

It was predatory. I spent the afternoon unpacking, but I couldn't focus. Every sound in the house—a door closing, a footstep in the hallway—made me jump. To calm my nerves, I reached into the bottom of my bag and pulled out a paperback I’d bought at a bookstore in the city. It was a taboo erotica novel, the kind of story where a stepbrother takes exactly what he wants from his sister. I’d been reading it in secret for weeks, the explicit descriptions of forced submission and forbidden lust fueling fantasies I was too ashamed to admit to. As the clock ticked toward seven, I showered and dressed in a simple sundress, though I opted not to wear a bra. I wanted to feel the air on my skin, or per

I was stunned by what he said, stunned because I couldn't believe it, believe what I heard from him. Cause like heck, did I just heard it right? Did I hear what he said correctly earlier or was it just my imagination? Is that true or just something made up by the illuminati? Like fuck, did I just hear him say that he's not daydreaming because he's not wet dreaming right now? Ghad, if that's true and not just made up by the illuminati, please help me forget about it, cause fuck, he just completely ruined my innocent mind. I was out of my mind, interrupted by the sensations I felt as his finger traced and played on my neck.

I fixed my pants and approached him, “I can never love your daughter. Also, did she fail to tell you that I’m not the only one she had sex with? My buddy Travis, who is a vampire, told me that after I took her first time, he fucked her too.” Anne walked in the room and her father turned on her, “is this true? You fucked a vamp?” Tears filled her eyes, “but it was only once! The chances of my baby being his is small.” “Anne, it only takes one time to get pregnant. You disappoint me. Leave us.” He dismissed his daughter. Jaxon rubbed his face in indecision. He finally approached Tiffany and put his hands on her shoulders, “baby girl…” “Jaxon. Please let us go. Is it a crime to be in love with

Jane's pulse thundered in her ears as she stared at the cock bobbing before her, thick veins pulsing along its impossible length easily twelve inches, black as midnight, the head a flared plum swelling wider than her wrist. It belonged to Darius, the towering stranger she'd matched with on that anonymous app, his dark skin gleaming under the motel room's cheap lamp, muscles rippling as he stroked it lazily. *Holy fuck, that's the biggest, longest monster I've ever seen,* she thought, mouth watering despite the knot of intimidation twisting her gut. Her pussy clenched emptily, already soaked through her panties from the buildup, the teasing photos, the sexts promising to wreck her. Worth ever

“We’re bringing our own drinks. Maximus said he’d be on the lookout and Jeckell is gone.” “Doesn’t mean there’s others that won’t try the same shit,” I palmed my face. “Really, Loren. All I want to do is read my tacky romance novel and go to bed.” I turned back to the book in my hands. It was something I’d picked up from the “free” part of the library that afternoon. A cliché novel about mermen and sirens. It was highly unrealistic but damn, did it have good sex scenes. Loren “hmphed” and crossed her arms over her chest. Then she jumped across the room, snatched the book out of my hands and threw it away from me. I stared at her, slack jawed and completely baffled.