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I took a lot after her and I was proud of that. My mother, just like myself, had been after power and when she could not obtain it with her own coven,she opted for seducing an Alpha and placing him under a spell. It worked for years until her thirst for more power drove her to steal the most powerful spell book from a head witch, unknown to her the hag had all spells encrypted on her body for protection. She cast one spell that destroyed everything and exposed her for what she was. She was captured and killed by the hand of my father who also tried to kill me but I escaped.

The room smelled of alcohol because they had opened several bottles of wine on the table. Aria strangely now likes the smell of alcohol, even though she doesn’t drink it. Thankfully, this room is non-smoking, because she shouldn't be exposed to cigarette smoke. “Master Alexander thank you for accepting my offer and even accepting me as a VVIP guest! I am sure we can work together, this deal would bring us to millions and millions….” Their voices were like a lullaby for her. Her eyes felt so happy, the sofa was so soft. She leaned to Alex’s shoulder and immediately felt comfy. One of his hands was around her waist, stroking the side of her stomach, making her even more sleepy.

Dannie picked up another joint from her room and went to the library. Among the ancient books was one of the largest collections of werewolf history in the world. If there was anything on Balric or the black book it was there. She gathered a variety of titles that looked promising and lit the joint. Taking a hit, Dannie opened the first book. Inside was mostly what she already knew.

She struggled slightly to get in and looked up at me somewhat embarrassed. “Short people problems”, she laughed shyly and shrugged her shoulders The moment she got in I got hit with the most intoxicating smell. It smelled like cinnamon and sugar mixed with something floral that I couldn’t quite recognize. Ajax started pacing in my head practically salivating over this girl we didn’t even know, who wasn’t even a werewolf, but a witch! What was his deal? “So Sierra, is it? Your dad tells me you’re in your senior year! That’s exciting”, my dad said breaking me from my own thoughts.

His marks adorned her neck, while her chest was not pardoned by the ruthlessness of his mouth. He sucked and kissed and licked her however he liked, tongue, teeth, and lips all actively engaged in tainting and claiming her. His marks were everywhere on her body. She smelt like him. She belonged to him. It had already been an hour. Emma was still sitting under the water, washing away his filthy touch. She rubbed her body vigorously, trying to remove his marks, trying her best to distract her mind, but all she could recall was his eyes. His eyes, she could never forget the darkness of those eyes. They were filled with lust so intense that her body shivered just by recalling it. His lustful gro

The vampires were arriving a week earlier than expected and the preparations still weren’t completed. I suddenly remembered the story of “The Wizard of Oz”. It was one of my favorites. My mother read it to me regularly and, when I was old enough I read it on my own, I did so over and over again. I loved the way Dorothy was able to click her heels and return to the safety of her home. How I longed to be Dorothy just then.

But all that was left was heaping piles of ashes. The pain kept spreading, like every inch of my skin was being ripped apart. “Aaah!” I screamed, falling to my knees. The wind cried out violently, and I could hear trees breaking. The darkness. It was taking over me. Stop fighting it, Evelyn. “Eve!” I heard my name. I needed reality. Just a touch, please, please… PLEASE! The earth I stood on dropped to the ground with force fitting back into where it was before. I couldn’t feel much. It was like I was watching myself slowly disappear, and I couldn’t do much about it. Arms wrapped around me, and I felt a beam of heat hit my face. Slowly, I faded out, the last thing on my mind being three words

Maybe because it's morning, she decided to take the book out of it's shelf. It seems that this part of the library isn't used. There is a space at the back, it was dim. The book she is holding right now is full of dusk, she blows the dusk from it's cover and then opens it. There's also a table at the back, so she went there and blew the dusk on the table. After that she opened the book continuously and began to read it. ~•~How to create core~•~ Katara's eyes widened, what the hell? Is this true? She immediately read the next paragraph to confirm, if she's right then maybe she can create a core one?!

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'I've been to a lot of places and the scenery I've seen is even more beautiful, but there are even more beautiful places I've seen. She even bites her lower lip. She didn't think he would feel any different while looking at Howard's handsome face. He had those lips that were tempting to kiss. Zannie glanced at the whole of it, damn all part of it was perfection. Zannie can't explain why this is just the attraction that wraps her personality because she's so close to Howard now. Her cheek was burning and she felt like she was floating now in the cloud. And she almost yearned for the man in front of her. How could it be? Is her inner self a demon?