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Everything had been shattered because of his obsession, but she had come through it all. "I will be happier," she whispered to herself. She was a beautiful sea that lured his thirst, and he was a wandering pirate who had found his treasure in her. THE END OF ' S0' Author note: leave reviews I am going to pinned them in I*******m highlights. Playlist is coming soon. I*******m: Darkoceanfics

Jeramiah She was unconscious in my arms, but I’d never seen anyone look so alive. Her skin still shimmered faintly with the aftermath of battle, with the echo of magic that clung to her like a second skin. It pulsed against mine, not just power, but soul. And when I looked at her, I didn’t see an enemy. I didn’t even see a stranger. I saw mine. I swam toward the drop-off, where the trench curved downward into the ancient abyss that hid our sanctum. Cold currents kissed my skin. The fortress lights flickered below, blue and soft and distant and then I froze. She wouldn’t survive it. Not the pressure. Not the water. Not the depth. She wasn’t built for the sea. Not yet. My heart pounded once, d

We were destined to be apart for the rest of our lives. Fantasizing like this accomplished nothing. Piper would never be mine. A growl escaped from the back of my throat before I knew to contain it. My inner wolf wasn’t pleased with that remark. Frankly, neither was I. But it was fact. To lust after Piper was pointless. Worse, it could even be seen as disrespectful. She had to know as well as I that we couldn’t be together. And she was Julian’s girl now. Another growl escaped me, louder than the previous.

But she did admit, it wasn’t the same as her old hands. It took a while but soon enough, the pair had driven right into the area dubbed Fringe Zone 26. The squalor she witnessed by the bridge was nothing compared to the wreckage that she only assumed was what passed as a neighborhood. Buildings here were for the most part, collapsed. The destruction caused by some forgotten war that had long plagued the broken history of the Pacific Capital. But in those ruins were the homes of the residents of the Fringe. Makeshift walls of scrap wood and roofs of old metal seemed to be the base materials for much of the infrastructure that was built into the rubble. The citizens were for the most part a mi

Calder’s hand rested gently on my shoulder, but the simple touch sent a wave of tension through my body, making my already frayed nerves tighten even more. “What happened, Piper?” she asked, her voice laced with concern as her fingers pressed slightly into my skin. “Why did you slap yourself? Are you still sick? I thought the doctor said you were better.” I turned around slowly to face her. At this point, I was certain I was going crazy, because nothing about this situation made any sense no matter how many times I tried to rationalize it in my head. Out of all the men in the world, out of every possible person I could have met, I had to end up sleeping with him, the Alpha of the Blood Moon

Damian then smiled and snorted softly. "I want to impress her. Make it the best you can." *** Pearl felt like she was floating in a dream. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to wake up. Pearl turned her body slightly to one side, wanting to sleep more. She opened her eyes only slightly and thought she was dreaming.

Yawning, I lay down as I let sleep take my tired body over again, trying to forget this horrible day in my life. *** I start to drift into my peaceful dreams where I have built a different world for myself that gives me hope for the future. I have a Bampire mate, and we will try to breed a little one of our own. We can live happily, and our baby Bampire can grow into a strong warrior with honor and respect.

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

The other woman screamed at Rim. Hey my readers who can guess the woman? Hehe

I could feel him pacing anxiously, no doubt going crazy as I was. “We've imprinted.” I was amazed at how easily those two words came from my mouth. My mom continued to half-drag me down the hall. “No, honey, you're not. There's been some sort of misunderstanding. Trust me, the longer you're away from that canine, the better you will feel.” I focused in on the ache in my chest and knew that wasn't true. “Mom, I know it's strange for a Foreseer to be with a Shape Shifter, but—”