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    • chapter thirty-one

      by Quinn Hawthorne As awareness flooded me, I became aware of the hard and salty taste filling my mouth. The twitch against my tongue startled me, prompting me to try and move my head from side to side, fighting against my heavy eyelids, only to find my mobility was severely limited. My room came into view, but from an unusual upside-down angle, my attention was immediately drawn to the pair of legs that occupied the space right in front of me. My hands were trapped, secured tightly to the base of my bed’s legs, preventing…
    • chapter thirty-nine

      by Quinn Hawthorne As I stand here, with the blood of my rapist staining my hands, I felt a mixture of relief and dread wash over me. The weight of what I’d just done was heavy on my shoulders, but the release of his final breath brought a sense of closure I never thought I’d feel. I couldn’t help but think about how far I’d come since that night in the alleyway and how much I’d changed. Orpheus and Hadrian took me upstairs, and as they led me into the kitchen, I noticed a cup of hot tea sitting on the counter.…
    • chapter thirty-four

      by Quinn Hawthorne “It seems like you’re not overly preoccupied by my presence.” The mutt looked at me with unamused eyes, as if people often showed up in his owner’s house without her permission. Given that I was one out of two suitors, it made sense. The mutt rested his head on his paws but didn’t take his eyes off me, almost as if waiting for me to do something that would pique his interest. But jokes on him. I was the most boring immortal he would ever have the pleasure of meeting. Before Vanessa, I had…
    • chapter thirty-five

      by Quinn Hawthorne “So you won’t take me with you out hunting?” Vanessa inquired, her face etched with disappointment. “I’m sorry, love,” I responded, attempting to mitigate her distress. “It’s not like I don’t want to; it’s just that it’s illegal the way I do it, and I don’t want to risk you getting caught up in it.” Vanessa’s face contorted into a pout, but she still nodded in understanding. “Okay.” She sighed. “Can you at least tell me about it? Like, what do you do?” “Well,…
    • chapter thirty-eight

      by Quinn Hawthorne The crinkle of the black tissue paper was the only sound in the room as I folded the lip gloss and neutral eyeshadow palette, careful not to let my shaking hands tear the paper. I was about to put the customer’s address on the bubble wrap envelope when my phone buzzed, alerting me to a new text from Orpheus. He wanted to meet me at the back door, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he wanted. I walked through my house, my footsteps muffled by the plush carpet, and opened the back door, letting in a…
    • chapter thirty

      by Quinn Hawthorne I tried to squirm away from his mouth, but the restraints held me in place. The sensitivity and pleasure from my previous orgasm were coming back with a vengeance, even with the pain of the birth control removal. “This is so fucked up,” I whimpered, my head flying back at a particularly harsh suck. “You are so fucked up.” The chuckle was the only thing that answered me as it vibrated against me, hurtling me over the edge. The cramping got worse with my orgasm, but for some reason, it didn’t…
    • chapter thirteen

      by Quinn Hawthorne I was insanely proud of her. I waited until she was in class before heading to her new place. She’d done well for herself with the money I supplied. I was glad she took me up on the offer because now I could provide for her by using my connections without her knowing what I was doing for her or who I was. I was relieved that today was filled with clouds and rain. It made breaking in so much easier when no one was out and about. All the children on the street were inside, trying not to get wet, and no…
    • chapter ten

      by Mae Celeste "Before I give you my answer, I need honesty from you two." I rested my elbows on my knees as I sat forward, first looking into Ulf's eyes before settling on Hemming because I knew Hemming had more to tell. They were both sitting on the couch adjacent to me, sitting close enough that their thighs were pressed against each other despite having room on either side. It was obvious they were comforting each other without wanting to make it obvious. "What do you want to know?" Ulf asked, his eyebrows…
    • chapter ten

      by Quinn Hawthorne The café was packed. Like any school day, students haunted the tables, some with friends and others frantically typing on their keyboards. As if they stopped typing or worrying for a second, they would be kicked out of school. Now that I thought about it, at least it might be that way for some. The person behind the counter looked as strung out as the students frantically typing on their laptops. It looked like he had seen the next world war and just made it out, barely alive. His hair was in different…
    • chapter sixteen

      by Quinn Hawthorne I dripped a drop of lime essential oil on a card where I already had a drop of spearmint. Letting the scents mix for a second, I shook the card to blend them even further before bringing it up to my face and taking a deep inhale. Exhaling, I let out a loud moan at the mojito-like scent I had just created. This would be a perfect addition to my collection. As I made a note of the measurements I would need for my next batch, my phone vibrated in my pocket, letting me know a text message came…
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