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“Yes, Mistress,” I whispered back.

Penelope in a pencil skirt and a snug button-down…? Sign me up for a teacher fantasy. Or a librarian fantasy. Or anything, really.

Holy fuck, she was kissing me. I kissed her back tentatively, brushing my lips against hers as she did with mine. Just for a few seconds, before she deepened the kiss.

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🔸️✖️🔸️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . .🔸️✖️🔸️

Let's hope it's one hell of a night 😆
I'll be there one on the right.

I do the only thing I know how to do. I dance.

The pain I feel every single day, I scream it with my words. I howl out the pain that rips from my chest. I can't take the pain. It builds and builds, and with each show, I can expel it from my lungs.

He kisses like he's practiced, even though I know he hasn't. I'm his first kiss, just as much as he is mine.

“Where are you transferring to, Tuan?”

The things he liked about me—blunt, straightforward, a good sport—weren’t descriptions anybody used for heroines in novels. They were only good for sidekicks like Dr. Watson. I buried my head beneath the hard pillows and sobbed silently.

Perhaps this was his routine with women, terrorizing them in his car so that they fell—literally—into his arms.

He never imagined there’d be so many specimens. Straining precariously on tiptoe, Ren’s eyes are barely level with the shelf he wants.
They found record of the finger, leave it at the new store.

And it’s known then, to any who will hear it.

I’d rather they hit me… because it’s easy to hate them for it, but when they make you hate yourself—that’s hard. That never goes away. It never heals.

I see it now. Why I’m drawn to her and crave to know everything inside her mind. It’s the sad smile. The almost words that are left unspoken.

My heart caught in my throat, as a needling shock crawled over me.

Grinding my teeth, I shot my palm out without warning. The blast thumped against my hand, vibrating my bones, and Zevander shot backward, but still, he maintained his unyielding stance.

My jaw creaked open as I took in the size of it. The creature exploded into a flock of ravens that cawed as they scattered off.

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🌙🩸🌙. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC & Loyda . . . 🌙🩸🌙

Curious about this one?
I'll br the one in the middle.

She really does love to be bred.

My breaths sound louder down here as well as his footsteps fading away.

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☘️✖️☘️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . ☘️✖️☘️

Time for something wholesome 😆
I'll be the one on the left.

“Best day ever.”

“I’m the monster. The toxic red flag.”

“Here’s an option…” She taps her chin. “You and Kody can make some videos of you chopping wood with your shirts off. Think about it. A Viking and an Alaskan lumberjack. It would go viral and make a shitload of money.”

As we move farther from the shore, the vastness of the water spreads out before us. I saw the ocean from the plane when we flew in, but it was dark and distant. Down here, it looks bigger, breathtaking and deep, an endless ripple of blue beneath the cloudless sky.

The sound of destruction fuels my anger, pushing me further into madness.

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❄️❤️❄️. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC & Loyda . . . ❄️❤️❄️

Excited to see how this all will end.
I'll be the one on the left.

“Where did you get this?”

As he belted out the song, I hung on every word, every note. I missed watching him perform live.

“Pretty amazing that you were tracking my whereabouts while you had a girl face down on your lap. You’re multitalented.”
“Ambi-DICK-strous.” He winked.