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Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)

Something happened tonight," I whispered urgently. Alex's expression turned inquisitive, and he nodded. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and concerned. I took a deep breath, preparing to unfold the tangled threads of my encounter with Christy and the emotions Natalie had awakened within me. "Yeah, what... DID?" Alex emphasized, his voice laced with curiosity. His gaze drifted away, fixated on a captivating figure across the room. I followed his line of sight, and my heart skipped a beat. Christiana stood poised, radiant in a stunning green lace dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The garment shimmered under the light, accentuating her beauty.

SKYLA The city always felt colder after midnight – it felt like the darkness always found a way to strip the world of all its polite lies away, leaving only the raw, ugly truth behind. Leaving us with all the bitterness the day had to conceal. I tugged on my coat tightly, the night chill causing goosebumps to scatter across my skin. I keep my head down as I cross the empty space behind Charlie’s building. Ignoring the way my heart thumps rapidly against my chest as my boots crunch loudly against the gravel, a lonely sound in the stillness.

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His breath hitched when I wrapped my fingers around him, careful but eager to obey. "Good girl," he murmured. I could hear the prayers drifting through the walls, but none of that mattered now—only this moment, only his voice, only my hands. I moved them gently at first, learning the rhythm he wanted, desperate to please him, desperate for more. "You're a sinner... and a bad girl at the same time." He smirked against my skin."But damn, you know how to do this perfectly." I looked up at him, heat burning in my cheeks as his words sank deep.

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However, Claire suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at the woman assaulting me on screen, shouting, "Honey, I know who that person is now! It's not me!" She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Honey, there's actually something I've never told you. Ever since my legs were paralyzed, my mental health has been unstable. I often dream that I can stand up, only to wake up and realize I'm still disabled. Later, I became so disoriented that I couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore." She continued, "I've seen a doctor about it, and she can testify for me! I must have been in a dissociative state, so I manifested a second personality. She's the one who hurt you, not me!"

My vision is blurring, the dark gallery spinning around me. "Don't you dare close your eyes," Julian commands, his voice breaking with the effort. "Look at me. Know who is taking you." I force my eyes open. I see him. I see the Duke, the monster from the painting, his face tight with a mixture of agony and ecstasy. He looks like he’s fighting a war. Just as the release hits me, I see his hand. It was starting to turn to smoke again, but as I climax, the grey color vanishes, replaced by the warm, solid flush of living skin.

Nagur's eyes rolled back as he moaned helplessly knowing come the next day he'll be in such unimaginable pain but damn, it felt so good having his insides rearranged by this sex god. Down at their feet, the twins slept on, breathing soft and peaceful, completely unaware as their “Cassian” claimed the Elsame heir all over again in the dead of night, sealing the heir in his dark, twisted sins and fantasies. The living room filled once more with the wet slap of flesh, moans, cries, pleas and the squelch of cum packed ass getting pounded repeatedly, and Nagur’s muffled, broken moans telling how sore, used, and utterly owned he was.

com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo) The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge