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"What was it you wanted to talk with me about?" "Oh yes. It's about your elf magic mixed with your werewolf's." She started pulling paper out in front of her.again. I pictured her staying up late at the library looking through scrolls and books. "There aren't many books on the matter as Elves and wolves don't usually mate. It is rare to be mated to another supernatural species." "That makes sense." I took a seat at the table beside her.

“My father’s name is Cramby; like mine.” “An empyrean is a type of fairy. Your father is a fairy ,” Hap said. I’d grown tired of denying the wild stories they kept telling me about mythical creatures being real, so I went with it and simply asked, “Is that good or bad?” “Not only does fairy taste delicious to those who aren’t fairy, but it’s addictive. Fairies are highly sexual and great in bed. Although a bit too demanding for a human to keep up with. They also have a magical side that wolves would love to possess. So, for them, it’s good,” Hap said. “Here’s the kicker. Your mother also has fairy blood in her from your grandfather’s side, although not as strong. I like to tease her

And that’s the universe—fate and destiny carved into stone. “I don’t want to lose this one again.” The young demon gritted his teeth. Seeing their end for like a dozen times will make you think how things are hopeless—that you can’t see the horizon after all so every time both Lux and him sees the reset, they always go get married first, so they can say they’re together, in union, every single time they meet. And as lovely and as sweet that sounds—it hurts. It hurts for the demon to part ways with his angel. Even thinking about it is making his chest hurt—it’s making him breathless.

— His Claws On My Neck (c) 2020 by zavieda COMPLETED Total word count: 150k Genre: Romantasy Subgenre: Werewolf, office romance This book contains adult scenes that may not be suitable for young audiences. Reader's discretion is highly advised. Grammatical errors are also incurred throughout the book, but it is constantly being proofread and revised. Readers' understanding is deeply appreciated.

"A human and a werewolf running away from the same thing in this universe is an unlikely occurrence.” Zaramanni smiled softly. “It is a long story.” “Where are you both headed now? Zenrada?” Zaramanni looked in the King’s direction as he nodded. Her soul felt bothered again. Would she really be going to a land filled with werewolves? She might not know much about those kinds of creatures, but the few fictional stories she read displayed the viciousness of werewolves. They go crazy at that scent of human blood and tear anyone or anything in their path.

God, he was every fantasy I’d ever had, carved to perfection. His lips hovered against my ear as his breath fanned hot over my skin. “How come I didn't know you were this damn sexy?” he murmured, his voice dark velvet. The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze.

At least I hope he is. When I finish the burrito, I lean back on the couch and grab my e-reader from the coffee table. A new book in my favorite Boy Band series released a few days ago, and I've waited to start. Every woman who reads romance has her favorite genre. Billionaires, vampires, sports stars, the list goes on and on, but for me it's musicians. Moody rockers to be precise. I'd never date one in real life... well except the DJ incident a few months ago. In reality, musicians are way too moody. But in books I get the best parts of them without having to live with drug overdoses and the cheating.

Both of us cried out in unison, our voices mingling in the candlelit darkness. “Such a tight little witch cunt,” the demon purred, satisfaction dripping from every word. “I can feel her magic thrumming inside her. So sweet. So potent.” With every deep thrust into Elara, something dark and intoxicating surged through me. My own magic roared to life, no longer the gentle violet glow I knew, it burned like wildfire in my veins, thick and corrupt. The symbols on the workshop walls pulsed with sickly green light, feeding on the energy being ripped from her.

Disclaimer: This is an erotic story that contains explicit, spicy, and sexual content intended for mature audiences only. If you are under the age of 17 or uncomfortable with adult themes, we kindly advise you not to proceed. However, if you’re of legal age and enjoy such stories, then welcome—and enjoy the experience. Chapter 1