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 Tears start to fall as I repeat the words, over and over, feeling them in my soul for the first time in far too fucking long.

 – Violente by Ally Vance 14% of book/100% of story

Violante jumps when my cold fingers connect with her warm skin, and I feel her smile against my mouth.

–Violante by Ally Vance

Heat coils in my belly, and I have to fight down the indecent need that dampens my pussy with desire. After everything they’ve tried to teach me, I’m still as broken as ever. I want to experience every sinful pleasure I’ve always known is wrong.

–Violente by Ally Vance

   Both the monks and the revenant reacted with alarm as Priestbane charged through the monastery in a snorting clatter of hooves.

The revenant might be a monster, but it was my monster. I wrapped my arms around myself and held on as it screamed and fought and clawed. I held on until, finally, it went limp.

Surprisingly, sharing those memories aloud for the first time allowed me to see them in a new light. How I had learned, in the shed, that no one would come if I needed help. There would be no comfort when I was in pain. No guarantee of food when I was hungry. That there was nothing I could do to change that; I could only endure it.

  It trailed off as the mist blew away from the base of Bonsaint, revealing what I first took to be another layer of mist covering the valley, silvery and low to the ground. Then I realized I was looking at a mass of spirits, so densely packed that their shapes blurred together into a silver mass, an endless sea. An army of the Dead.

 Another blow shook the doors. Then they burst open in an explosion of flying splinters.

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🕊✖🕊 . . . (F)BR With Loyda . . . 🕊✖🕊

Hope this one is good!
I'll be the brunette.

“Always.” 

  He crushes our mouths together. There is nothing gentle about his kiss. This is passion, doused in kerosene and set on fire. It’s a declaration of war, and I’m nowhere near ready for the feel of it, but I take it all as he hungrily sweeps my mouth with his tongue.

Anger breaches next, and I react, my fist connecting with the mirror. I swing until my knuckles bleed, until the room resembles what’s inside. The shards lying on the floor mirror what’s left of me.

“Just fucking kill me too!” I shout. “Please, for God’s sake, take me too.”

“I play off the energy,”he spouts smugly. “I know when a woman is attracted to me.”
He slowly scans my face. “Her pupils dilate, her breaths come fast, and she constantly stares at my lips.”

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🔸️🎖🔸️ . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🔸️🎖🔸️

Will this break our hearts? Let's hope so 😈
I'll be the one on the right.

No more. 

 Someone breaks off into a run—we can hear the footfalls padding heavily through the snow. 

I feel Ambrose against my back again, his cock down low beneath me. I know the moment he starts to push inside Huxley because he gasps and his eyes snap open wide, his head tilting back as the most erotic groan I’ve ever heard rumbles through him.

I want to taste him, too, and I do…Fuck me, I do. He tastes like sin, like a fucking curse. I’m so thrown off by his warmth against me that I don’t even care that he curses me, too. 

“You two are my secret now,” he says. “But I haven’t decided whether it’s a secret worth keeping…or burying.”

We trudge through the dark forest, stumbling and tripping as we tromp through thick snow without a light, our feet landing on roots and branches beneath. We come upon an incline, and it’s a gentle sloping at first, but after a minute, it steepens.
We won’t let that stop us.

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🌳⛏🌳. . . (F)BR with Twinsie CC . . . 🌳⛏🌳

Let’s see what kind of treats we can find in the woods!
I’ll be the one on the right.

  “Be a good girl and don’t scream.”

 It doesn’t hurt that I’m wearing one of my most expensive bespoke Tom Ford charcoal suits. Sully says these pants give me a David Beckham ass. I think he’s just being a dick when he says it, but I take it as a compliment.

His teeth find my bottom lip when we pull back just enough to catch our breath. I suck in a shocked breath and he follows it with a throaty chuckle. Then, his mouth is back on mine, owning my lips and tongue with his.
It feels good.
Really good.
To be tasted and explored.

She flips up her middle finger which would be comical if not for the fact she’s like six or something. What the actual fuck. And, yeah, it too means the same damn thing in all languages.

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❌3️⃣❌ . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . ❌3️⃣❌

The Twinsie are taking on the triplets 😆
I’ll be on the left.

I guess I’m about to find out.

“This is so—oh God, oh God—fuck, this is so fucked up,” I groan. 

  “If you were going to kill yourself,” Helen says, “how would you do it?”