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In fact, I felt warm in Alliando's arms. "Please, hold on!" He continued to say those lines in a hoarse voice, as if it was the only hope he had in the world. With my remaining strength, I raised my hand and touched his cheek. "Hey, All. You've asked about our relationship, right? I don't know if you remember it or not. But, we are not just ordinary friends. Our relationship is very unique because I am your first love, and you are also my first love.” I was really surprised that I could utter such a long sentence in such a bad condition.

Not even Kara herself. A small smile crept to Adam Sleeve’s lips as he thought of how grown and even more beautiful his Katherine was. He could vividly remember the first time they made love. It was her first time and she was shy as fuck. She almost died of embarrassment the first time She held his cock and gave him a blow job. But what he saw earlier was a grown-up Kara who was spoiling herself with the pleasure that she deserved. Knowing there was no man in her life, She had to satisfy her need somehow.

Elle sat at her table and stared at the laptop, “A romance novel, eh?” She heaved a sigh shaking her head, “What the point it was all cliche, he ate my ears complaining how bad it was.” She pouted sulkily. She opened the laptop regardless and placed her fingers on the keyboard, she closed her eyes and took a deep sigh, “Fine, let’s give it a go,” She nodded determinedly. With the start of the novel, her fingers moved in a flow, the words went in a flow, she spent her day and night in front of the laptop, 3 weeks later, her book was done, she wiped her tears as she stared at her completed manuscript.

He sucked on it so sweetly that I thought I would melt faster than ice-cream in heat. "I want you so badly," I spoke. I did. I had been trying to lose all feelings for my first love but I couldn't. My heart wasn't having it, neither was my head. Jevan's eyes roamed my body. He cornered me against the locked door before picking me up. My legs went around his waist and the bulge in his pants indicated that I was about to have him. His lips clashed with mine. He kissed me hungrily and desperately as if he had been longing to do so for ages. His breathing increased as his hand traveled up my dress, the slit providing easy access.

My boyfriend, Callum Fletcher, is bringing me to meet his parents, but the venue is picked out by his childhood friend, Sasha Mercer. Sasha arrives fashionably late to the local steakhouse, where she gives Callum a playful punch. "I just mentioned it on a whim yesterday, but you actually held the gathering here? Vivian might get upset, you know." Callum gives her a teasing glance as he wipes down her utensils. "Vivian wouldn't mind that. She's not like you. You've been petty since we were kids." Sasha's face turns red, and she retorts in a small voice, "Who are you calling petty?" Callum's mother, Brenda Hayes, simply smiles as she watches them banter. She eagerly nudges the basket of di

[ASSET IDENTIFIED: THE FIRST MATE. [LIQUIDATION: 100% COMPLETE.] A sharp, dry snap echoed inside my skull, louder than the approaching rifle round. It was the sound of a neck breaking, but it was my history. The memory of Kael Blackwood—the lover, the traitor, the floor—shattered. The gold dust of his existence was sucked into the Moonstone Heart, consumed to fuel the final seal. The name 'Kael' vanished from my database. The scent of pine was replaced by the smell of ozone. The shared heat in my marrow flatlined into a permanent, unmoving zero.

… In the bitter cold of that winter night, thunder suddenly crashed, and a torrential downpour began. In the bridal chamber, Princess Jasmine sat up with a jolt. She pushed Stephen off her body, clutched her chest, and gasped for air. Stephen sat up, annoyed, and wrapped himself around her waist again. He pressed a kiss to her ear. "Jasmine, what's wrong? You're wanting more? I can do even more. Want to try?" But Princess Jasmine didn't hear his question at all. Clutching her chest, she stumbled out of bed.

** A New Beginning, A New Love** The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. The house was quiet, the kind of peaceful stillness that felt foreign after the whirlwind of the past few years. Lillian sat at the kitchen table, sipping her coffee, the steam rising in delicate tendrils. Her mind wandered over the events of the previous days, but there was a calmness inside her that hadn’t been there before. The fight was finally over.

Kelvin knew how much she worked day and night just to pass the interview at J&C publishing inc, so she wouldn't give up on her dream to become a full editor. Kelvin wouldn't take that away from her, just like he has taken away everything else. Her dream was the only thing that got her going. She was still lost in thought that she didn't realize when the door opened, and warm hands wrapped around her waist, coming in contact with her injury which caused her to cry out in pain and fear when her eyes connected with blazing green eyes that belonged to Kelvin, her husband. He hasn't left yet? “I'm sorry, forgive me, sweetheart.” Kelvin said, kissing her neckline as she felt nothing but disgust. H

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.