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The Wild Night With a Red Flag

The Wild Night With a Red Flag

My heart felt heavy. I feel sadness, pain and frustration. I thought he only wanted me? He promised to wait for me but why? why he was kissing another guy and looked at him like he's the most precious thing in the world? What a j*rk! I thought he was different from his brother but in my perception right now he's the worst. I consumed a bottle of wine which is beyond my limitation. I don't care anymore. I just want to feel numb. I just want to forget. I want to escape from this kind of pain. I looked around, dim lights with the wild beat of music. People's been dancing and gr*nding their bodies to their content. Some are on the corner making out without inhibitions. I laughed, should I dance too? and gr*nd my body like they did? making out with some stranger? Can I forget that? My eyes darted at the man who had been staring at me. His hazel eyes are piercing through my systems. His jaw was clenching. He wears the same suit earlier, it looks perfect to his body but not to the tattoo that covered half of his neck. I didn't know how I came to him with my drunken state. I scanned his face, I felt like a fool looking up at his height. He's undeniably handsome, every detail of his face was made perfectly. I don't know how many minutes we stared at each other. He didn't say a word, he just kept on staring at me. I laughed. My heart is broken and this man in front of me is the best choice to distract myself from the pain I felt. I guess he knows how to make me forget just for tonight. He's an expert btw, it's not a bad idea. Without further ado, I grabbed his neck and brought his lips to mine. He stilled and didn't move. I bit his lower lip to give myself an opening and slid my tongue inside his mouth to tease him. He still didn't move so I grabbed his thing down there and I felt him go rigid and sighed. He pulled away from my kiss and looked at me with hunger. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked strongly and angrily. I chuckled and it turns to laugh. "Wait, are you crying?" I felt his thumb wiping the liquid from my eyes. I shook my head. Tf with me? I cried? I laughed again. "Are you drunk dummy?" I shook my head. "No.. nonono, just tipsy." I smiled at him and reached his nape to kiss him again. I pouted when he didn't respond. WTF? I know he likes it too. "Why are you not kissing me back? Kiss me too!" I'm like a child complaining. "Dmn man! Don't start a fire will yah? I'll take you home." he whispered near my ear that sent a tingling sensation in my stomach. I mo*ned and in no time I squeezed his ar*. He gro*ned and owned my lips. He devoured it hungrily like he was gonna swallow me whole. The heat inside me rose. I like this feeling, I want some of this. I follow how his tongue moves. Blazing a burning fire between the two of us. His kisses became slow and gentle as he lifted me up with both my legs on his waist, my arms on his nape and my head on his shoulder. He started walking and whispered.. "You'll regret asking for it dummy."
THE MASTER'S    SON

THE MASTER'S SON

💎THE MASTER'S SON💦💎 (Mystic•Institute...) ___________ . ★ His second name is Death. Anyone who tries to get too close to him loses their lives. He was cursed with the blood of his dead brother, and till he finds the killer of his brother, he'd forever be bounded with the curse. He's avoided like a plaque, but he even loves it that way. He's so addicted to solitude and being alone. He's a bloody supernatural being, an unusual wizard, the only child who was born under three red stars on a gloomy night 25 years ago. The demons fret at the smell of his scent, and evils flee. He has no shadow even in the dark. He's soulless. Orion Alaric, that's his name. The son of Duran Alaric who owns Mystic Institute, a school for supernatural beings,, located in the deep fogs of mount Delos. Mystic Institute takes in over five hundred disciples yearly, and of the five hundred, Orion was determined to find his brother's killer that year, so he joined the school as a Superior. There he sat on his throne, and as expected, she came. Samara Hercules, a Whitehead witch who's the exact opposite of everyone around him. Unexpectedly, she's not the one he's hunting for, but her white hair reminds him of the killer each time he sets eyes on her, and that built a toxic hatred in him for Samara. He was even ready to get rid of her so he wouldn't have to see her face anymore. Let's stop here... Now are you ready to jump into the book and see how things go? Will Samara ever escape from him and his tortures? Will romance ever bloom between these two? Will his curse ever get lifted? Will the real killer ever show up? And are you in for the steamy romance,, fights, jealousy, betrayal, and series of dramas between the supernaturals? Demons and dark forces? Join this rollercoaster ride, don't miss out. ★★ 💎
THE HEART THEY STOLE: Rebirth of the Scapegoat Bride

THE HEART THEY STOLE: Rebirth of the Scapegoat Bride

In her first life, Elara Silas was a biological insurance policy a spare part for her sickly brother and a shadow to her saintly twin sister, Elena. Her existence ended on a cold operating table, her heart harvested while her husband, John Grant, watched with chilling indifference. But death was only a detour. Waking up three years in the past, Elara is no longer the obedient dog begging for scraps of affection. Armed with the memories of her family's ultimate betrayal, she prepares to dismantle the Silas empire from the inside out. Her first move? Rejecting her father's control to sign a secret contract with his greatest rival: the enigmatic and breathtakingly handsome Orion. Expectations shatter when she meets him. Orion isn't just a powerful jeweler; he is a man haunted by the same ghost. In a world-altering revelation, he confesses the truth: he wasn't a bystander in the first life-he was the man behind the glass, murdered by Elara's father while trying to save her. Now, two souls who died in the same tragedy are united by a lethal alliance. As Elara returns to the Silas mansion to play the role of the repentant daughter, she finds herself trapped in the same deadly games-including Elena's blood-soaked frame-ups and her mother's toxic healing schemes. But this time, Elara isn't alone. With Orion's shadow looming over the Silas household and a black opal ring hiding a shared secret, the hunt has begun.