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CHAPTER FIVE | THE BARGAIN DAHLIA HAYES I froze, his words lingering in the air long after he said them. They were heavy, powerful, dangerous, and tempting. His offer was everything anyone would expect me to not just want but desperately need. He promised me revenge, redemption, and desire, all at once. Anyone else would have jumped at the offer, but I wasn’t anyone. I was Dahlia Hayes. Playing it safe was the only thing that had kept me alive this long, and I wasn’t about to change that for a bargain with the devil.

method. Well if someone's gonna asks me if I can harm someone, of course I can. I'm not as divine as Moliana. I'm both. Some people say that my ethereal beauty can deceive someone, and I guess they are right. But some people say that my vile temper and me being monstrous and violent especially to those people who hurt me, of course.

AZALEA POV Our new friend whose name is Grey takes my nipple in his hands and squeezes hard, the pleasure bringing me closer and closer to my release. “Common Grey, don’t be gently fuck her hard. The little princess doesn’t like soft things.” Tristan says from beneath me and like a beast has been unleashed,Grey fucks me and fucks me till my whole body starts to shake violently.

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

On screen, Professor Lang clicked to the next slide: “The Bell Jar as semi-autobiographical confession.” Sage pressed the flat of her tongue against Mara’s entrance—broad, wet, unhurried—and licked upward in one long, languid stripe. Mara’s hips twitched forward involuntarily. She bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to taste copper. Sage hummed approval against her—soft vibration that made Mara’s clit throb. Then she focused there: small, teasing circles around the hood, never directly on the swollen bud. Mara’s breathing turned shallow, controlled. She forced herself to uncross and re-cross her ankles, trying to look like she was just shifting position.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet

Jace spinned the bottle and it pointed at Stacey "Truth or dare"he asked "Truth" she replied "You should have chosen dare, any way let me ask you.....do you have a crush " he asked "Nope I don't " she said "Boring ass" Erick said, Stacey glared at him "Ok...Whitney it's your turn" Jace said I spinned the bottle and it pointed to Jack "Truth or dare" I asked "Dare" he replied. I grinned as a mischievous dare hit me

This man almost doubled his muscle mass. His dark brown hair had subtle streaks of red throughout. His eyes were green with hints of gold. They were the most amazing things I had ever seen. Looking at him made my heart pound. His eyes were focused on mine as he held my gaze. The scar on the left side of his neck was faded, the sight of it enraged me. I didn’t know why I was so upset about him being hurt. I felt myself begin to get lost in his eyes when my mind snapped me out of it.

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.