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, the frustrated CEO shouted on the guards who came following her from back “ What are you talking about ? “, I asked the old woman “ She is cruel, she is beautiful, she is smart, she is intelligent, and she knows how to trap someone because she is none other than the queen of hell, the one and only .....”, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards

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Brimstone and roses scented the air behind her. Hailey froze. Her sword stuttered. Ryan growled. Jaden stood in front of Turtela. I just stared. Because I knew her. I had no idea how. But I did. She smiled. "Peace, little wolves. I come with no war." Hailey's voice was icy. "Who are you?" The woman leaned over. "Lilith. Mother of Hell. I seek my daughter." A stunned moment of silence. "Your daughter?" Hailey repeated.

Alejandro sat her on his desk and, with a burning gaze, said: — We’ll make a pact. — Yes. — You’ll watch my back, and I’ll watch yours. — That’s a given. — Say it, Isabela. — Fine. I promise to watch your back. Alejandro brought his mouth close to hers. She expected a passionate kiss, and for an instant, it was—until Alejandro bit her lower lip, making it bleed, and then licked the blood. — Now it’s a pact. A blood pact. It was a pact she could never escape. Isabela understood that immediately. Now, she wasn’t just Alejandro Moretti’s sweet wife—now, she was becoming the Queen of Hell, the kingdom ruled by her husband, the toughest and most dangerous of all bosses.

The same apartment where she wrote her story which was claimed to be plagiarized. She caught the sight of her laptop and walked closer. She turned it on and the cover picture of one of the female lead werewolf story she was writing, popped up. Another hit that is one of her popular books. The perfect, drawn picture of her female lead. She smiled bitterly as she stared at it. Her female lead have everything in this world. Her life is so perfect with her prince charming and all. How pathetic. There is no happy life." she said and typed on the chapter she was working on.

Elizabeth's eyes widened, a sharp gasp escaping her lips as the heat of his release seared her insides, pushing against her battered walls. Her body betrayed her instantly, clenching hard around his pulsing cock, the spasms ripping through her like lightning. Waves of savage pleasure crashed over her, mingling with the fresh stings from his claws and bites, turning the pain into an explosive climax that made her scream. Her walls milked him greedily, walls fluttering and squeezing, drawing out every drop of his demonic seed as it painted her depths. Tears streamed down her face, her breasts heaving with ragged breaths.

The red-haired woman moved with that same inhuman speed and grabbed the woman by the throat, picking her up easily like she weighed nothing The woman yelped as she struggled weakly against the red-haired woman's grip and I heard the red-haired woman chuckle darkly under her breath before she sunk her claws into the woman's chest and ripped her heart out I screamed in horror at the ghastly sight and I felt that invisible hand tug harder at me The red-haired woman tossed both the now lifeless body of the other woman and her heart onto the floor My chest was heaving up and down as I found myself struggling to breathe

by Damn, you can know how excited I was that at least I would be with this bitch who claims to be innocent. So here we are going through the books in the library to find a chosen topic. She was wearing her sunglasses, she took them off and unbuttoned her shirt, saying the library was hot, and her cleavage came into view. I lost my concentration fuck, it is too disturbing to keep staring at the cleavages, but I have to act as a man in her presence, so we move to the corner of the shelf where history books are stacked and rare to check.

she whispered the tears suddenly rolling down her cheeks. Nick was astounded, this woman, almost strangled, and all she could think about was living the high life, and being surrounded by beautiful things. He looked around this room, and it was entirely different from the hallway. This room was light, the vast windows letting all the light in, the sunlight glinting on the gilt-framed paintings, shining on the gold of the ornaments on the marble mantelpiece. That ridiculous statement was too much for Nick. He was about to lose his temper. He leaned over Rene, barely an inch from her nose and beginning in a whisper he ended in a roar.

Nyla’s POV I'm drawing a pentagram on my apartment floor with sidewalk chalk at midnight on a Tuesday because apparently this is what my life has come to. There’s a leather-bound book open beside me, old, as if it survived the Victorian era. I found it at an estate sale last weekend, buried under a box of porcelain cats, which feels like the universe burying a loaded gun inside a Build-A-Bear. It was quite an… interetsing book. The chapter I keep returning to shows a naked woman arched on her back on the floor, with a demon-man like being, with extra limbs, and an abnormally huge-sized cock burried inside her pussy.