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He stepped closer, eyes gleaming with the same sick hunger from the elevator. “Miss me?” he asked softly. I was trapped in my own apartment with him, and no one knew I was here. Terror shot through me like ice. I backed away until my back hit the wall. “Get out,” I said, my voice shaking. “Leave right now or I’ll scream.” He smiled, that same twisted smile. “Go ahead. Scream. No one’s coming.”

Her voice echoed off the stone walls, but only the silence responded. Just as she was starting to tire, Sophia heard the sound of heavy, angry stomps coming from the depths of the dungeon. The footsteps grew louder, and Sophia's heart quickened with fear. She scurried back to the wall, her eyes fixed on the gate as a massive figure emerged from the darkness.A crude illustration of a fearsome creature. A hulking ogre, its massive frame looming large on the yellowed parchment. The ogre's skin was a deep, mossy green, and its features were coarse and brutish. A prominent brow ridge cast a shadow over its beady eyes, which gleamed with a malevolent intensity.

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my voice came out as a roar, enough to slice through the curling pheromone and send jolts of shock through the soldiers’ body. They jerked, slowly catching on to what they were doing. They simultaneously turned and saw me, before they sprung to their feet, fear registering on their faces. “Who gave you the permission to touch her?” I asked, and took a step forward. They all bowed their heads, shaking violently. The scent hit me again, stronger this time, as if targeting me alone. If this continued, I didn't know how long till I succumbed. I needed to get her to the witch doctor.

His fingers brushed through my hair, and his voice coaxed me into sleep. I did not even know how long I slept until I felt a tingling sensation as though warm breath fanned my cunt. My brow knitted before my eyes fluttered open. The moment my eyes snapped open, I caught Liam standing at the edge of the couch with my legs parted and his mouth on my wet cunt. And that was not even the scary part. The fact that Christian lay right beside me. We had changed positions, with him lying down and me sleeping beside him. Liam’s audacity baffled me.

And somewhere in the shadows of my quiet apartment, something very old… stirred. I finally summoned courage to slam the book shut with a sharp snap that echoed through my quiet apartment. My heart was racing, skin flushed hot despite the cool rain still pattering against the windows. That invisible presence lingered in the air like heavy incense — thick, masculine, and far too interested. I couldn’t explain it, but every instinct screamed that opening that book any further tonight would be dangerous. “No,” I whispered to the empty room. “Not tonight.”

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

Standing up from the bed, I dragged my feet to the bookshelf and picked out a history book from there before going to sit on the bed. Opening the book, I almost screamed my lungs out at the image I was welcomed by. There were pictures of wild animals and some were humans with dangerous and scary faces, some had long teeth in their mouths, while some of them had some part of their eyes painted bloodred. I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I flipped the book page by page, checking out the images which getting scarier.

Speaking of the book. She looks at the clock in the bathroom. It’s still early, and being a Saturday, no one is up yet. But feeling wide awake now, Candace decides on a bath. Pulling off her boy shorts and chemise, she grabs the bottle of Entice. It’s strange, but while ready the book the girl became so entranced by it that when she finally came out of her stupor she found that she held the same bottle that was in every single one of the stories.

She was getting afraid thinking that the Dream-Catchers might have located her and now were haunting her hiding themselves like a tiger hides behind the bushes before pouncing upon its prey. The voice again echoed and this time more loudly taking her off guard… “ Come on, My lady… I have given you a free trial of the first story and that too in a good way, I guess. Now, you have to pay for the next ones to come.” “ Who .. are you?? What do you want from me?” asked the Lady still holding onto her posture not letting the one present there according to her know that she was getting scared but it went in vain. “ I am the book talking to you lady. Now hurry up. If you want to know the second stor