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He Cried Wolf: CH2-The Return

Tristan returns to Howls Grove...

July 25, 2014 8:09PM I fucking hate Tristan Northam. Hate his guts, hate his face, hate that fucking hot body, hate that I can’t really hate him and fucking mean it. Yeah, quite the dilemma I’m in. I had sex for the first time, and not only was it with the last person I thought I would ever hook up with, but it totally bent my ruler. Yep, no longer a straight edge. Am I trying to paint...Read On

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Illicit Affair- Chapter 3-Between Angels and Demons

Temptation, temptation...

It had been another busy work day at Alistair & King. Rhonda Peters’ day had progressed like it usually did: she’d have Gabriel’s coffee ready and waiting, she’d lay out his day planner for him, take care of his phone calls, bookings, and type out necessary legal documents that needed to be filed. Around three o’clock that afternoon, something oddly changed in Rhonda’s usual routine. For...Read On

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Can Gabriel still work with his intern after what happened last Friday?

Rachel’s stomach was in knots as she walked into her law firm on Monday morning. She hadn’t seen or heard from Gabriel during the weekend (not that she was expecting to), but the incident that had happened in his office felt so surreal. A part of her had wanted it to be just a dream, but at the same time, she felt odd satisfaction, as if her disloyalty evened the score between her and...Read On

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Illicit Affair- Chapter 1-Collide

You don't sleep with the boss...

The high-rise building stood tall and luminescent in the darkness. Constructed in the heart of New York City, it was surrounded by other concrete towers that unrivaled the size of the law firm that was famously known as Alistair & King. It was as if the architecture of the building itself symbolized the large staff of powerful lawyers that diligently worked demanding schedules, hidden away...Read On

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Sometimes the unlikeliest attraction can be the most fatal...

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Faceless-Chapter 2

Ghosts of the past...

The sun had risen around 7:30 that morning as I lay in bed, watching Mr. Universe sleep. Yes, I was biased, but I really did believe he was the sexiest man alive… so perfectly put together. There must have been divine intervention in his making. And if it were really true, was a life of unspeakable pain and impounded innocence the price to pay for such unworldly attractiveness? Who was to...Read On

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Princess of Persia- War of the Gods

Do not lie with thy enemy ...

Blood. It is all I have ever known. From the moment I was brought into this world, shrouded in it, to present. I carry sword and shield in hand, leading my army to battle, feeling the blood of the enemy spray onto my face, covering my body with crimson rain. War. It is all I have ever known. They call me the God of War, not knowing that my reputation precedes farther than what is...Read On

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Illicit Affair- Chapter 4- Drunk in Lust

You don't sleep with the boss...

The lights in Gabriel’s condo illuminated the hall as soon as he flicked on the light switch. He shut the door when Rachel stepped inside, and then helped her out of her coat first before he hung his own in the closet. “Make yourself at home.” The ceiling lights in the living room dimly glowed as Rachel entered Gabriel’s “lair” for the very first time. It felt like uncharted territory. ...Read On

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Faceless-Chapter 1

We all have our demons... skeletons in the closet.

Breathing… echoing, quick, shallow breaths… but they weren’t my own. A desperate whimper, a feral moan, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. I had one foot bordering on the darkest depths of dreaming, and the other standing right on concrete reality. The only problem was, I wasn’t certain what was real and what was fantasy anymore. “Take my cock, you bitch!” “ Oooooh, fuck! ” ...Read On