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“I don’t usually do such things. It’s just that when I saw you and Alison rutting on the living room floor, something came over me. It was like a button was pushed and I lost control. It didn’t even feel like me. It was as if I was outside my body and only vaguely aware of what was happening. The driving force was to quench the insatiable horniness that overtook me. I felt like I’d go insane if I didn’t.” Nick knew exactly what his cousin was talking about, but he wasn’t about to give him a pass on his actions. “Shadow people are supposed to have more control over their urges. I would have expected it from a mundane, but not a shadow person.” “You didn’t look like you were working too

“Just reviewing tomorrow’s agenda.” Bridget’s legs felt like water. She smiled at her father and pretended the aftershocks weren’t still rippling through her. Later, alone in her room, she lay on the bed in the dark and opened the podcast app. *Shadow Marketing* Episode 1 had exploded. 1,200 downloads in a single evening. Comments scrolled: *This is the rawest take on corporate power I’ve ever heard.* *Whoever you are, you get it.* *The shadow claims you… damn.*

I said as convincing as I could. “I’m sorry, Ally,” Shirley looked apologetic. She knew I was a virgin and was not ready for this kind of thing. Nobody knew how Tyler Banks was in real life and if he had any weird fetishes. I gritted my teeth. I had to do what I could to keep my family safe, even if it meant surrendering my innocence in that one night.

But my pussy was already aching, soaked from days of this unbearable tension, and when he wrapped one huge, calloused hand around his fat, veiny cock and gave it a slow stroke, I broke. My legs moved, and I stepped under the spray with him. ********* My name is Hailey, and I've been fucked up over my Uncle Brandon since I was old enough to understand what wet dreams felt like. He's not really my uncle... at least not by blood, thank God for that small mercy. But he's been Dad's ride or die best friend since middle school, my godfather, the man who showed up with roaring Harley engines and leather jackets that smelled like freedom and sin.

are creating a new legacy of our bloodline it isn’t just us anymore our bloodline wont end with us. Which is what truly matters. I thought as I went to hug a still shocked Shawna. “Damn Shadow about to passed the fuck out when he hears about this.” Lynn said with a smile. “Yup and he is also about to be way more protective now that it’s not just one but now three babies in there. You might as well just accept his overbearing and protectiveness, so you won’t be stressed out. It doesn’t mean you have to get back together with him but allow him to help you through this whole thing. Doing it by myself with two babies sucked ass so I already know three will be even worse.” I said as after the

Near the door was the oldest of her triplets Shiro, who’s holding a huge book in his small hands. She smiled on the sight of him. “Why is my baby here? Are your brothers sleeping already?” The kid nodded. “I can’t fall asleep mommy. Can I sleep next to you and daddy?” Her expression stiffened for awhile but soon showed her soft and sweet smile. “Daddy is still not here but you can sleep with mommy if you want.” She then patted the bed next to her. “Thank you mommy!” Shiro ran towards her and jumped on bed like a kid who just rode a ferries wheel for the first time.

Shane yanks the book off from Shyra's lap and put it down on the coffee table. She looks at him in shock not knkwing what to do, "Okay, I want you to fully understand where I'm coming from with this" Shane starts, and my mind goes blank at what he says next. "Father invited us over to his mansion at Highbury, England" He starts, patiently looking at her and observing her reaction. "Hun, haven't I already had enough?" Shyra trails off, the words coming out easily. "Your father denied all of

Weird, complicated, occasionally attacked by infiltrators—but home. And I was going to protect it. With portals and UV light and whatever else I needed to keep everyone safe. Because that's what you did for family. You protected them. Always. Even if you were only five. Especially then. A/N: I remember my widdle little baby, chained and locked in basement to be used as an asset for Andy, now he's part of a family, have parents and grandparents and loved. I'm so happy for him. Can you imagine the Alpha and Luna, storming the Underground to meet those kids, they will all pass out from fright. Then you meet Shawn parents, legendary Silvia and Samuel Blackwood. Their souls will fly away.

That much we had in common. Shiloh's room was quite interesting. Everything was in its place, very orderly, and very controlled. Not much of her personality showed through here. She had a stack of books on her shelf, most of which were popular, but there were some dystopian titles. Inside her bedside drawer was a picture of Greg Ravenscroft that had been printed off the internet. In cursive writing, the word "daddy" was written underneath it. I crumpled the paper up and threw it in the garbage. That kid had no idea how I had saved her from that disgusting man.

“He picked us up from Thea’s house. He’s so kind, mommy. He even bought us ice cream.” I turn to my wide-eyed personal assistant, but before I can utter a single word, Zoey beats me to it. “I want Mr. Silvan to be our daddy. I don’t want to call him Mr. Silvan anymore. I want to call him daddy…” *** Hello everyone! Please expect mass updates tomorrow (6 chapters or more.) Has anyone noticed that this story is slow burn? More characters will be unveiled very soon, including nail-biting twists and painful betrayals. Thank you very much for reading.