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It was hard to pass the house's threshold for the first time since the afternoon it all happened. Even with Silas flush against my back, giving me all the strength he could. I knew I had to do this; I was already halfway through the summer break, and it needed to be done before returning to school. For the last two weeks, Silas has been trying to amp me up to go back here and last night I felt strong enough to finally face it. So, today was a good day as any, but it felt like there was a barrier that kept…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The first thing I became aware of was the sound of my own breathing, a steady rhythm that matched the subtle rise and fall of Gideon's chest beside me. The tent was a cocoon of warmth, the early evening sun casting a golden hue through the thin fabric, illuminating the space just enough to see the contours of Gideon's face in repose. He looked peaceful, the tension that usually lined his forehead smoothed out in sleep, his full lips parted slightly. My body was sated in a way it had never been before, the…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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“Are you sure you want to do this tonight?” As I stepped out of the steam-filled bathroom, the scent of lavender and sage lingering on my skin from the purifying shower, Amber stood before me, her hands cradling a simple wooden box. The supplies within were more than mere objects; they were the keys to my liberation. Wrapped in the soft folds of an all-white robe, I felt a sense of clarity, the fabric a blank canvas for the transformation to come. Silas and I were supposed to be heading to a hotel…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I was practically buzzing as I took the wheel of Gideon's car, the engine purring to life beneath my fingertips. The drive back to his place was an exercise in restraint; my hand seemed to have a mind of its own, resting on Gideon's thigh, fingers tracing idle patterns over the denim of his jeans. Every so often, he'd glance over at me, a small, private smile playing on his lips, and I'd feel my heart kick against my ribs like a wild thing trying to escape. We were a tangle of limbs and laughter, the car…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The room was thick with the scent of dragon's blood and the sight of dancing flames. I could feel the elements around me, a chorus of ancient power that hummed with the rhythm of the earth itself. The cut on my wrist stung, a small price to pay for freedom from the chains that had bound me for so long. As the last drop of my blood fell into the bowl, the world seemed to hold its breath. A surge of energy coursed through me, a torrent of raw power that felt like it might tear me apart from the inside out.…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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Opening the journal felt like cracking open a storm, the pages heavy with emotion, as if Scarlet’s pain had soaked into the very paper. The leather binding was worn and soft beneath my fingers, but the weight of what I held made my hands tremble. Each word she had written seemed to scream out at me, etched in messy, desperate strokes that bled with all the emotions she hadn’t been able to say out loud. The first entry I flipped to was from April 10th, the numbers pressed into the page so hard it…
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7.1 K • Ongoing
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The scent of her heat, a potent mix of lily of the valley and vanilla, was driving me wild. It was a perfume that seemed to seep into my very bones, a siren call that I couldn't resist. Xiomara, my Mara, was spread out beneath me like a feast, her pale skin flushed, and her blue eyes glazed over with desire. She was losing herself to the primal need of her omega instincts, and I was more than ready to answer that call. I trailed kisses up her smooth thighs, savoring the sweet taste of her slick on my…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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“If you want to back out, I wouldn’t be offended. We have only been dating for almost two months now.” Silas said while his back was to me, and he filled the fridge with easy-to-eat food for the week. The heat hotel we picked was definitely an experience. They offer complimentary breakfast, which they deliver to each room using the air element to eliminate scents and sounds that the alphas or omegas would perceive as a threat. I’ve heard of people using air to do housework and other duties, but…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand, a dull, persistent hum that pierced through the thick fog clouding my head. My body ached as if I’d been dragged through a nightmare and back—except, this wasn’t the usual sleep paralysis hangover. This felt worse. Heavier. Pushing myself up, I glanced around the room. Nothing had changed. The cracked mirror, the pile of dirty laundry in the corner, my collection of cryptid posters on the wall—all there, all familiar. But something felt…
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9.0 K • Ongoing
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My body feels like jelly after what feels like sleeping for days. I stir and discover that I'm snuggled against Silas, his muscular body warm and comforting, my head resting on his chest. As I start to remember all that's happened, my eyes spring open and search the ceiling. When did I fall asleep? The shadows on the ceiling are dancing as if alive, but the room is brighter than before, gleaming off the faint mark on my hand. My hand. I lift it to the light, and the tattoo, a complex symbol, shimmers in…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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