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Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

"Things have changed since you left." "What kind of things?" "There are people living here who's not..normal. People who can transform into creatures at night." My eyes widened. "Werewolves?" "Yeah. But the beast is unlike the others. It's vicious and bloodthirsty. It kills people in its blinded rage." "So that was what dad talked about." "The Hunter group is going crazy for the beast. It's deadly and unpredictable. Not to mention that there's more than one." "Meaning the werewolves?"

"Look at me, Jasmine." She turned slowly, and she swallowed, her eyes taking in his deep grey eyes. She started to avert her gaze, then shook her head. "I am sorry," she said quietly. "I will be careful." He watched her for a bit longer, like he was expecting more. "I..." Zane gave a small sigh. "Where would you like to clock eighteen?" Her head snapped up. "What?" "It is going to be twelve in six hours. Where do you want to clock eighteen."

Cassandra felt her body weight to a side as she tried picking herself off. The loud music coming from the cabin was making her regret every movement she had made since the dawn of day. The more she came the worse she felt. Cassandra opened her eyes and it was all not just some scary nightmare. She wanted to cry out for help, but as her eyes opened the more she realized she was further away from help. “Sleeping beauty is awake '' one of the hostesses laughed as she poured in more wine for herself. The girls were wasted and so was Edward. Cassandra looked around but she was far from thinking of escaping.

What he says next shocks me into silence. “I had a dream last night and I was at a clearing and you were wearing a blank tank top and black tights and there was a boy with you. You were standing up on a hill and the boy was wielding a sword and cutting down all the monsters. You had your bow out and you were shooting at the monsters from above then you suddenly decide to race down the hill and attack the monsters with some throwing knives, it isn’t long until there is one left, and that is when you are thrown backwards and fall unconscious.”

"But not entirely." He paused. "There's dragon blood in you, girl. Just enough to make you mine." My knees weakened, but I didn’t fall. I couldn’t. Something inside me, some echo of heat, of ancient instinct, refused to cower. Vaelith smirked. “Still fighting it.” “I won’t beg,” I said. “Not for you.” “Not yet.” He reached into the chest beside the bed and pulled out a device made of gleaming black metal. It looked like a wand but it pulsed, alive with a low red glow. He turned a rune, and the wand began to hum with dark energy.

Sparks arrested my biosok and for pretty several seconds, I was bedazzled by the amount of stones on one dress. With both hands, I grasped the black lace and raised it to see that the stones encrusted on it were not ordinary beads. They were black diamonds. A smile broke out on my lips and for a moment I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. No one had ever done this for me. And black diamonds are very expensive and had to find in the whole of Silver Crest pack. It only belonged to the top 1 of the top 1 percent elites of Silver Crest.

There was a gem inside, a gem that seemed to be breathing slow, hypnotic pulses of color shifting beneath the crystal, midnight blue bleeding into violent violet, silver sparks flickering like trapped starlight. It wasn’t just beautiful. It was impossible. The kind of impossible that made auctions stop breathing last year when the hammer fell. I remembered the headlines, whispers on dark web forums, hushed conversations at elite dinners, “The Obsidian Veil” had vanished into private hands for a number so obscene no one dared print it. This thing in my hand was priceless. One-of-a-kind. And Dax Blackthorne, the man my mind had painted as a merciless killer, a monster who buried bodies without

Even after the main peak, smaller aftershocks made her whimper and grind helplessly, the dildo still buried deep inside her twitching, creamy cunt. Panting, boneless, and utterly spent, Sophia finally switched off the vibrator and eased the toy out with a wet pop. Her pussy felt beautifully abused — gaping slightly, still fluttering and leaking. She collapsed back against the pillows, chest heaving, a dazed smile on her lips. That was when she heard it. A slow, deliberate creak. Her eyes snapped open. The bedroom door — which she had been certain she locked — stood ajar by a good six inches. And framed in the shadowed hallway, tall and imposing in a black dress shirt with the sleeves rolled

He stared at me in disbelief, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain. "Mr. Blake, you're bleeding. If you don't want to die from blood loss, you'll shut your mouth. Administer the anesthesia," I instructed coldly. Dean's vision began to go hazy as the drug coursing in his veins did its work. Still, he clung to the last shreds of his consciousness, staring straight at me the entire time. "You can't get away... Eve… Once I wake up... we'll get married..." The last word faded into silence before he finally passed out.