Romans & histoires Uncanny Charm Chapter 1

said Doom, smiling from ear to ear. This was the first time I adored his smile. He looks so pleasing to watch, and seeing him getting excited was contagious. "We will only open one chapter; we have things to do today. Choose a specific scene, and tell me the page." He passed me the book, and it was halfway through the end. It was in Chapter 23. "Hold the book and close your eyes. In a snap of a finger, we will arrive at the exact scene you picked." "Okay,"

I added the photograph to the end of the file. Labeled it: Unconfirmed chapter. Possibly imagined. Possibly true. But worth writing either way.

I trailed off for a moment before continuing, "Chiseled muscles that I really want to caress. If other methods didn't work, why not try a succubus' charm? "Most important…" I purred alluringly, "I can feel the endless charm that you carry." Even as the Darkness began to shudder, I brushed my finger over my lips as I spoke calmly, "As for my wish… I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy." I could hear the other Players gasping behind me, but I kept going, every word I spoke a poison seeping into his consciousness. "That includes hyperventilation, shudders, and blanked eyes as I lose myself again and again as I climax."

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I spun around. A huge grey wolf stood on the balcony. Blood on its muzzle. Eyes fixed on me. Not one of Kai's wolves. I could tell. This one radiated wrong. Evil. It started clawing at the glass. Hard enough to crack it. I backed away. Looked for a weapon. Anything. The glass shattered. The wolf jumped through. Shifted mid-air. And standing in my room, covered in blood and smiling like death, was Marcus. "Hello, Aurora," my uncle said softly. "Time to come home." **END OF CHAPTER NINE**

Grace casually tied her curly hair up and shook her head honestly, "I've never liked reading comics or books. Reading books makes me sleepy." "A man hugged a cactus. When he left, he got a body full of thorns. When the second man came, he embraced the cactus without the thorns, and they lived happily ever after. You are the first person, and Charlie is the cactus. The second person is a woman who may appear later. Because Charlie has seen what happened to you, he won't hurt the second woman later." "He will be more careful about you and your relationship. Why are you not seeing anyone else? It's because you're afraid of meeting a second cactus."

Larian’s. She looked up at me, cheeks flushed. “Should I open it now?” I nodded, managing a smile. “Of course.” She broke the seal carefully, like unwrapping something holy, and peeled back the silk. Nestled inside was a small charm—silver, round, maybe the size of a coin. It shimmered with faint runes etched across its face, strung through with a thin cord of dusky blue silk. “A luck charm,” she said breathlessly, holding it up to the light. “He said this one’s enchanted for intuition. So I’ll always know what feels right.” She laughed, soft and a little embarrassed. “He’s ridiculous.”

Chapter 10 . . Carmilla "Carmilla, wait here," Evans commanded, with his authoritative voice echoing through the temple. I nodded, standing still like a statue, and scanning my surroundings with wide eyes. Evans took the woman's hand, and they vanished into the dark, eerie corridors. I swallowed hard, anxiety creeping up my spine. Suddenly, a woman's piercing shriek shattered the silence, sending ripples of vibrations through my head. I covered my ears, feeling weak and disoriented.

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

Sharlynn's soft voice sounded from behind the door, offering the respite he needed from his emotional turmoil. With hesitant steps, Richie approached the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by the figure of Sharlynn, who stood with an innocent gaze and seemed to be able to see straight into his soul. Something about the innocence and honesty in her eyes always managed to calm the storm in Richie's heart.