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Odessa The mattress on the floor was softer than my bed, where I lived with Dad. The fluffy blankets covered my entire body, and at one point in the night, I burrowed deeper into the duvet. The cold air rushed around my head when I felt the blankets thrown off unceremoniously. Fluttering my eyes open, I was greeted with Creed with his brows high and breath ragged. Did he just run a mile? I squealed, pulling the blankets back down. I was still naked under here and didn't need to flash him so early in…-
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Ch10. Creed
Creed My dragon's fangs had already descended again once we reached inside the forest. Bits of black blood dripped from our prey. I was no cannibal, I could not stomach the idea to eat someone with the same face as I, but that didn't matter to my dragon. He was an animal. Wolves often talked to their wolves; their wolves were more civilized than they really knew. Dragons were not. Shifting, the smoke swirled around me, quickly covering my body from the outside elements. The sparks flew as my dragon…-
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Ch9. Duke Mortus
Creed Odessa's hands trembled while I held them. She wouldn't even look at me while she recalled the tale that led her here into my territory. The scars on her arms became more prominent to my dragon. He honed in with his intense eyes memorizing each purple scar that littered her frail body. For six months, she endured more than I thought a human could. Humans were said to be frail, fragile, and weak. Odessa was more vulnerable than the ordinary human. Her body held enough meat on her bones to still…-
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Ch8. The Truth
Odessa As if I would break, Prince Charming put me back on the fluffy bed of furry blankets. The feeling of being eaten was long gone once he put the blanket over my legs. He was relatively gentle for a big guy, covered in scars, tattoos, worked hands, and meaty muscles. His oversized tunic shirt was thin yet thick enough for me to feel well covered. More so than anything, I wore with the vampires. Overall, I was very comfortable in his presence. "Um, Prince Charming?" He shook his head; he tried…-
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Ch7. Her Beautiful Eyes
Creed Amora stood still, holding the parchment in mid-air. Her lips fell open, not understanding that I would not indulge in her questions. I couldn't, not with her mate. Adam had taken everything from me; did she not know that the dynamic between us had really changed? Sure, we were close. The best of friends, brother, and sister even. The day Adam ripped my throat, clawed my face, disfigured me entirely was the day I no longer trusted him. Once he and Amora became of age, I had not only lost my…-
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Part 1 – Chapter 18
Before I can even knock, Aidan yanks open the door. He pulls me inside, kicks the door shut, takes me into his arms, and kisses me passionately. I kiss him back, desperate for him to make me forget everything except the way it feels when his mouth is on mine. Without a word, he pulls my T-shirt up and over my head. He flings it to the floor and kisses me again. He’s not wearing a shirt, so my breasts are pressed against his bare chest. His skin is smooth and hot, and he feels…-
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Part 1 – Chapter 17
It’s three o’clock in the morning when I finish the letter. I’ve been up since one, pacing around my office, unable to sleep. My mind spins with a dizzying merry-go-round of questions. Who was the man on the water’s edge? What does it mean that I found Michael’s buffalo nickel in the exact spot he was standing? When did I decide it was reasonable to have a pen pal in prison? Where can I locate my brain? And finally, why did Aidan leave without saying goodbye? Because that’s…-
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Part 1 – Chapter 16
Dear Dante, I debated about whether or not to write you again, seeing as how I think you might be unstable. But you could also just be lonely, and if anyone knows about loneliness, it’s me. The verse you sent was very poetic. I’m sorry, but I can’t think of anything else to say about that right now. What I would like to say is that I hope you’re not dangerous and about to be granted parole, because boy, would I look stupid when the police find my dead body and our correspondence. I can…-
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Part 1 – Chapter 15
Feeling rattled but also brave because Jake is in the house—and it’s daytime—I decide to take a walk out to the water to investigate. Bainbridge Island is only a thirty-five-minute ferry ride from Seattle, but it feels as if it’s on a different planet. Much of it is covered in thick cedar woods or dedicated to nature preserves, but there’s a quaint downtown area with cozy coffee shops, boutiques, and restaurants. Miles of trails that follow the rugged coastline and hilly interior make it a…-
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Part 1 – Chapter 14
We eat breakfast at his place, then he follows me back home in his truck. When we get to the house, he insists on going inside and checking everything out before letting me in. “Better safe than sorry,” he says, leaning in the open driver’s-side window of my car. “Keys?” I hand them to him. “I don’t know if I locked it, though. I ran out in a pretty big hurry.” He nods, then straightens and walks up the path to the front door. Watching him standing there trying the handle, I…-
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