Persephone Lover Novels & Stories

She straightens and looks down Bella's body, before she starts touching her again, all soft caresses, staying away from anything important. There's not really that much of Bella's torso left that's not either covered by her corset or with rope so Charlotte walks around her to stroke her thighs, making Bella strain a little towards her in hopes that Charlotte will touch her in more intimate places than her knees. Beth and Peter return, making Bella look away from Charlotte and regard the other two upside-down as she hangs her head. Peter is armed with a heavy flogger and a paddle while Beth seems to have

Whether as Alexei or Dmitri, as long as she loves him, nothing else matters. I will get that throne back for your sake, he vows. We will go back to our rightful places and you will be my Empress. Roseanne is fast asleep, lost in her own dreams. She does not know for how long she has been asleep but her exhaustion has taken over her senses and she is as still as a log. She is in a deep sleep when a voice speaks to her. “I sense you, My Goddess. Meet me where the cross stands.” Roseanne’s eyes snap open and she abruptly sits up.

But what makes this garden so secret and magnificent, you may ask? Long time ago, when the two worlds were in a bloody war for survival, there was a witch who was deeply in love with a human. She loved him so much that she created a parallel universe for supernatural creatures like us, to put us behind bars, only to protect these " weak humans" . Wanting her lover to be safe and away from bloodsucking vampires, she put a curse on us, never to leave that parallel universe, unless there were people needed from that world. She wanted to protect her lover from us, not herself that's why she needed to do something to get through that portal without being noticed or seen. Words say she put a curse

Milena spoke through gritted teeth and bowed her head before scurrying upstairs. She stopped in front of the wooden door of the girls bedroom and slowly knocked. "Nesta?" She whispered, her voice cracking once again. "We are waiting for you-" she spoke and pushed the door open. but What she found struck horror and fear in her heart. "FERDINAND! FERDINAND! OH DEAR HEAVENS!" she yelled as she ran away from the room. "What ?! What is it?!" Came the worried voice of the man who hurried from his seat, to meet his wife halfway.

separated her from the lover. "I have another one titled How do I love thee. Elizabeth Barret Browning. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

she said. I refused her coldly. "You don't need to worry about me, Ms. Black." There was a few seconds of silence on the other end. Clara sounded slightly annoyed, yet she still spoke patiently. "Sebastian, can't you try to understand me? I've just found my true love. "Besides, instead of starting a small company, why don't you stay at Black Group? The southern district acquisition you were handling before—" I hung up immediately. As expected, she only remembered my usefulness when she needed me.