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He pulled her against his chest, one hand possessively cupping her cum-smeared pussy. “This is only the beginning,” he whispered against her hair. “I have six years of depravity to unleash on you, Elena. Every room in this house. Every filthy thing I wrote about. You’re never leaving again.” Elena shivered, already feeling fresh arousal stir at his words. The serpent necklace gleamed between them like a promise. Outside, the bruised twilight had deepened into full night. The old Victorian house no longer felt empty. It felt alive with dark, insatiable hunger.

Their titles are; "Mr. Billionaire wants me Back" Which will be in both a mobo reader and a good novel And "His perfect Dare". Which will be available exclusively at a good novel. Thanks so much, for all the love. Please keep reading, liking, voting, and commenting but please only positive comments, not violent comments.

When one had to cross between worlds to be with the other, the purest form of love bloomed and flourished even in the darkest place of Erebus. Hades kissed Persephone on the mouth so deeply, drawing on her beautiful scented breath like it was her own. Leaving the maiden gasping for air, she licked her way down Persephone's chin and burrowed her face into her firm round breasts. The dark goddess squeezed and devoured the hardened nipples earnestly. It made Persephone's heart leap against her ribs, and she gripped the silk on the bed and arched her dainty form. Her lovely face contorted with a strange new pleasure. Hades's hot tongue scorched her skin like melting lava. The goddess pressed her

she says landing a kiss on my lips, the one thing I always craved, only this time, it's a goodbye kiss. "Bye Nova" I say as the angel took hold of my hand and everything went dark, I forgot everything that ever happened, I forgot Nova, and Lucifer, but deep down inside my heart, she still held a special place. The END. Catch Andy's story in my volume two of this series, his book is called "SOLD".

“A part remained to bury the bodies; the rest are with me.” At this moment Sir Novoveski raised his head, and great astonishment was reflected on his face. “In God's name, what do I see?” cried he. Then he rose, went straight to Mellehov, and said, “Ardun! And what art thou doing here, ruffian?”

She contemplated opening it without even knowing if the contents could harm her. She doubted that particular line of thought though, if it could herega would had used it a long time ago to end her, but still, she wasn’t sure it was anything good, her instincts kept ringing, the same ones that had preserved her for centuries, but her rather curious side won the bout. Derora opened the latch as a black beam of energy caught her in the chest and she flew backwards, her body was on fire from the inside as she screamed out in pain and at once blanked out.... TERRENA

This whole building feels like a prison; the least I could get is a nice view, and boy, do I get one. The room is right on the side of the training grounds, and my eyes immediately fall on none other than the man himself, Rogue Alpha - Nero Hades. Nero is standing in front of everyone in all his glory, wearing nothing but his suit slacks. Bloody Hell, the man is the embodiment of the ancient Greek gods, and the scars covering his skin make the view times a thousand times better.

And worse… what kind of woman hears it and feels her pulse spike instead of her pride? The city blurred past the car window now, my coffee untouched in the cup holder. Sebastian sat beside me, absorbed in something on his phone, the other hand resting casually on the armrest between us. As for me,I'm scrolling on my phone on the Good Novel App searching for my favorite novel at the moment in my library- Secret Vow of the Ruthless Billionaire by Trendsterchum Chronicles. It's a romance novel with some high-tech or a bit of sci-fi in a few early chapters but went on as usually a romance story without the sci-fi thing after about 8 chapters of high-tech intel syndicated saga. I clicked it but m

Nothing. On her second night, she found a cave on a hillside above a narrow river. It was cramped, damp, smelling of stone and something strange she couldn’t name. She curled up in her torn robes at the back and let herself close her eyes. Sleep came fast. But something else found her first. This wasn’t a dream. Dreams fall away when you wake up. This felt like a cold, sharp needle of light straight into her chest. Null root, it said. Interesting. Haven’t seen one in three hundred years.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.