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She asked. “Alanna I-…” “Need space”. She smiled cutting me off. “Just a little but I’ll see you at school tomorrow”. Only then did I realise I was still standing in my towel. “I’m going for coffee this afternoon with Lacey. The offers there if you want to come. No pressure though”. “Maybe”. I shrugged. “Okay well I better get home. I’ll see you later Leah”. “Bye”. I smiled. .. I had been sat in my room for what seemed like forever. My laptop open researching werewolf’s. I was sat researching an animal that only existed in the wild or so I thought before.

And, sure enough, she’d opened it to Chapter Five, the title marked with a V and the words: Vampyre and Werewolf Mate Bonds. But I’d never seen what was written beneath that before; I’d not had the chance. “Well?” Skye nudged me gently. “What does it say?” I pulled the book closer, and, with Skye beside me, I began to read.

the director suddenly says, and I lift the cup to my lips. My eyes shutter when I taste the decadent flavor of the smooth liquid hitting my tongue. I’ve never had hot chocolate that tastes like this. Director Yearwood smiles at me. “Nobody ever comes to Mistfall Wilderness Camp as a mistake. We don’t believe in coincidences here and neither have we ever failed a student. Which is why, Taylor, I would like for you to stop attempting to escape.” I go still. “I didn’t—”

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

"So, isn't it bad for me to like others? Is there still a chance that I will like others?" "That depends. But my mother said, there is love that will come for us, sometimes we don't expect to love the person we initially hated. Like, you didn't imagine that you’re already chasing him because you fell in love unexpectedly. So my advice, after we leave here, is to find someone else. You know, you can find someone who's not as numb as your Jacob." “Thanks for bumping me into the truth,” Zannie said. "No problem, so let's eat before I bump into you, okay?"

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

I hate it how Lady Marina was treated on the book, I hate it how I’m clueless I am on what really have happen on them. What did she do? For something like this to happen? For something in the Illuminating Darkness to happen? What could have possibly happen for a seventeen year old like her to be driven in the dark and become wicked? I don’t understand. Para akong masisiraan ng bait sa kakaisip. They are so complicated for being a character of this fantasy novel. Character… Novel… My train of thoughts stopped. “ha ha ha” I laugh in disbelief. I teared my eyes from the dazzling moon and look at the dark city.

This book is clearly marked as ‘’ongoing’’ which means you started reading a book that isn’t finished. I just wanted to be honest with you amazing people and let you know that I will be offline for those 10 days starting on the 6th of August. I will try and get a few chapters posted before then, however. Thank you all for your patience and dedication to reading my book. New chapters coming soon.. --- VampireWhore AKA Amanda StJames <3 x

I paused as I thought back on the words I'd just read. I'd written it with the knowledge that it wouldn't come back to bite me. It obviously did. Franklin was sitting there and I'd just incriminated myself and become a hypocrite. I had done what Elizabeth Bennett had done. I had chosen against Franklin, like Elizabeth choosing against Darcy. I had been made to shut him out. To deny the boy I loved. Brielle had been my Wickham.

Poor Emerald Cooper: her half-sister hated her so much she wanted her dead before her twenty-fourth birthday. Will thought he should practice being honest more often. Next time. “I guess psychopaths aren’t all the same after all,” she said, eyeing him. If it would satisfy her to call him a psychopath, a serial killer, or a monster, so be it. Will wouldn’t give a shit. Those words meant nothing to him anyway. “No, we aren’t.” “So, you agree that you are a psychopath.”