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Damon nudged Shandel's shoulders with his head, prompting her to turn her body towards him with her breásts offering a taunting sight. "Devour me Damon, show me why you are the Alpha Wolf" Shandel wantonly taunted Damon and her statement ignited the feral séx drive in Damon as he kissed her thighs and blew air gently at Shandel's pussy making Shandel squirm with impatience. Damon then widened her legs properly and began thrusting into Shandel, pounding away at her V.

Damn, have you been deprived for too long? "Maybe? That's not all, though. I've made up my mind to make Keegan fall for me. Also, I met my second mate. He's a Vampire. A very sexy one" "Good going, girl...wait, what?! A second mate?!" "Don't tell anyone else yet. I just wanted to make sure everything is settled" "Damn, this is huge. " .... "She doesn't look well, Shade" Keegan pointed out and I glared at him. I didn't need his pity. After Rylee's phone call, I started feeling dizzy and weak. Just when I thought I could finally get some rest, Shade summoned me to her office.

I instantly wanted a shower from the inside out even as her song rose in volume, her magic vibrating the repellant glamour into bits until it broke apart and vanished with one last gasp of energy. Liam collapsed, exposed skin slick with sweat, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he wheezed for air. Shaylee slid back into place, giving me control. It's done, she whispered, feeling exhausted but full of anger. The worst kind of glamour, Syd. Thrall tied to hate. Liam's eyes slid forward, lids drooping, but this time when he saw me, he didn't fight. Instead, the hand I held between my own twitched ever so slightly. His lips closed, opened again, a thin sound emerging.

He turns, raising his hands as he sends a blast of fire at the door, and I quickly move away as they slam shut. Fire still makes me uneasy… I glance back at him to see him standing there, facing me as he unzips his pants and I realise he’s about to undress right in front of me… ‘Yes! We will now see The Lollipop…’ Shayara inputs excitedly. ‘You wish.’ I’m about to turn away but she suddenly surges forward and I’m not expecting it… and to my horror, I feel myself losing control before I’m thrown to the back of my mind and Shayara takes control…

I smiled as I filled the vial and closed it before creating a portal to take me to the one person who can help me get back in my father’s good graces, before it’s too late. Shaid’s POV: “Why do I have to stay locked up in this house. The doc has cleared me I am no longer being drugged and all my memories have been restored. All I want to do is be with my mate. I have missed him so much even though I didn’t remember him. I always felt that something was missing. Shadow marking me again in the other realm made the feelings I have stronger than ever. I wanted to remark him, but I also felt this need for his blood and that worried me. I was turned into a vampire without my permission. I was luck

“That’s it, baby. Suck me nice and sloppy. Show us how grateful you are that we’re not calling the police.” Shania did exactly that. She hollowed her cheeks, swirling her tongue around the thick head every time he pulled back, then relaxing her throat as best she could when he slid forward again. Saliva dripped down her chin, messy and obscene, but she didn’t care. The wet sounds of her sucking mixed with the lewd noises Damian was making between her legs—slurping and licking like he was starving for her.

I stay quiet, not sure what is so funny, but also not wanting to incur his wrath if that is where this is going. “Why settle for a show?” Cain raises an eyebrow at the angel, and I know where this is going. I bite my lip, nervous and unsure. Will Shamshiel take him up on it? What does this mean for us? I push the intrusive thoughts aside and try to focus as Shamshiel pushes off from the wall, closes the door and slowly walks toward me; his eyes burning with desire. My stomach drops as Shamshiel stops in front of me and undoes his pants, his length now dangling above me. His eyes hold a promise, of what I don’t know but I find my golden ovaries and take him in my mouth, kneeling up to do so.

Maddie interrupts me, and I gape at her, but her eyes are staring straight at Shyla. “What did you call me?” “I called you a slut, because that is what you are! Liam is MY mate, and you are nothing to him or me. Try that stunt one more time, and I will show you how it feels if I actually attack you.” Maddie is seething, but her anger is just a huge fucking turn on. The possessiveness in her, and the way she is putting Shyla in her place. I thought she was amazing before. Damn! I turn with her in my arms, so she can’t see Shyla anymore, who is tomato red in the face.

I somehow found myself reading back this book to try and get myself back into the story to get the motivation to write more of the sequel and it was shocking how many times I cringed reading this book back! I do forget that I finished Shy when I was 16 years old. Six years on, I think it's finally time to rewrite and update this book so I can read it without cringing so horribly at 16 year old me. I hope by rewriting this it will get me back into the story and I can continue to write more updates for Defeated. In the meantime, enjoy the rewritten version of Shy called 'Shy (Rewritten)'! It will be updated bit by bit and will not be uploaded all at once! But I hope you like it!

"Listen carefully, I don't love you nor I want you. You are nothing to me. You will never interfere in my life and never enter my room or in my study. Get that in the thick head of yours. And of course stay away from me. I never wanted any of this. If it wasn't for my parents I wouldn't have married a girl like you." He spat those venomous words and left her there. She stayed there shocked to the core. She didn't expect him to love her either but still he could have shown her some respect. She knew he didn't want to marry her. He did it because his parents forced him to. That exact moment She realised she was nothing more than a Shaded Woman. It seemed like she would always be a mare shadow