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mac surprised; You are really crazy, do you even realize what you say, you idiot, I torture you here every day, and I set my men on you to rape you and suck your blood and scream every hour of pain, and in the end you stand in front of me saying I will be crazy if you leave, but you will be crazy if you stay, you idiots, and not only crazy, but you will become the prey of this inhabitant The kingdom Rodri screams; I don't care as long as you're in front of me, even if you devour me, I'll be happy because I love you Mac Mac looked into Rodri's eyes, which were filled with tears and love, and tears welled up in his eyes, but he quickly controlled himself. cold mac; I don't care what you say, r

*Capitulo Dos* The grand banquet hall of Casa DelFierro shimmered with opulence. Velvet drapes in deep hues of crimson and gold adorned the walls, while crystal chandeliers cast a warm, golden light over the gathering. The aroma of gourmet dishes and the sweet scent of exotic flowers created an atmosphere of luxury and indulgence.

Rosemary- After I fell asleep on the ride home and Jesiah laid me in bed the visions started. A flash of my lips calling for Lucifer in pain and despair. His handsome smiling face. His body making love to me telling me he loved me for eternity. Blood. Fire. Villages burning, children crying. Me standing in a field full of vipers. His voice screaming my name. I awoke to my side on fire screaming. After Jesiah carried me to the ice jumping in to comfort me. His eyes full of worry. It hit me that I may never escape the nightmare I walked into. Now here I was naked with him over me knowing the cure to my affliction.

something red She shrieks in horror at what it says as deja CU hits her all over again, it drips down the mirror like blood “I will Avenge My Brother”

Especially from one being in particular. "PLEASE! PLEASE, NOOO!" A scream of a young woman echoed in the dead halls. A pair of male Betas yanked her with the shackles of the chains to her arms and legs. She dragged down the elegant red carpets of the castle, adorned in a soft carmine evening dress. Red is the color of royalty amongst Vampires. The most regal and seductive color of them all. A color that only they are drawn to.

“Rouge... harder, please—” I panicked. I needed to get out. I took a shaky step backward, my hand reaching for the doorknob. Rouge stopped. He froze completely mid-thrust, his thick, rigid length still buried deep inside his woman. The woman looked confused. Slowly, terrifyingly, Rouge turned his head over his scarred shoulder. His eyes weren't silver. They weren't icy blue. They were a burning, lethal crimson. The moment his gaze locked onto mine, I felt that again, I am in danger...

Stunned by the outburst and surrounded by flashing cameras, Fiona fainted, collapsing like a broken doll. I watched it all, the pandemonium, the ruin, the desperation in Charlie's eyes as he looked around, searching. He found me just as I turned to leave. "Destiny!" He chased after me, reaching out, his hand trembling. "Is it… is it really you?" I met his gaze and flashed a cold smile. "Long time no see." He shook his head, unable to stop the words pouring out in a useless apology. "I didn't know. I swear, if I'd known, I—"

thе brunеttе promised, but a ѕlу рrеdаtоrу lіght shined in her dаrk еуеѕ. It wаѕ thеіr fourth date, аnd lіkе thе рrеvіоuѕ dаtеѕ, thе аggrеѕѕіvе wоmаn'ѕ hands hаd bееn roaming frоm the first rоund оf mаrtіnіѕ.

monster child" played in my head a billion times. Nico sighed. "Under every other full moon, I transformed. The beast within awoke, clawing its way out, tearing me apart from the inside." He shuddered, his hands clenched into fists. "But not under the Red Moon. It was as if the crimson glow held the beast at bay, a silent guardian." He looked at me, his eyes filled with a haunted light. "My mother…saw it too. The Red Moon, she called it, my protector, my lifeline. And so, she named me Luna Rossa, the child of the Crimson Moon."

“Move, Verena. Attend to your wound.” “But Lorcan…” I slouch to him. “You-” “Please, my love.” He closes his eyes tightly, gasping like a fish out of water. “Please attend to your wound. Please move to your room.” “But what’s happening to you?” Now I feel bad for pulling this entire stunt. He is trembling like a newborn fawn. “You do not seem alright. We should go to the hospital-” Before I can complete my sentence, the scene that unfolds in front of me leaves me breathless. He opens his eyes. His usual iris is now blood red. His chest heaves in short breaths. The look in his eyes is completely replaced by that of a bloodthirsty predator.