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AanuI guess he needs her afterall! Damian is a really conflicted character! I hope you enjoy your reads! (◍•ᴗ•◍) Support me, thankss.
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Falling for my mate's killer Twelve.
ISHTAR. Stay. I need you. No one had ever said that to me before. His husky voice breezed into my ears and weakened my defense. I found myself thinking about the possibility of him meaning what he said. It was a long shot for a man who had lost his sanity countless times in one night. Still, my entire body ached with the need for him. It was an inexplicable yearning, but his touch did something to be. I felt my abdomen tighten as the fiery sensation owned me. I was pressed against his chest again, on the cold floor next to the door to his room. It felt nothing of that sort. In my mind, I was in heaven. I was held right by a man who knew how to keep a lady invested. I loved what it felt like to have my chest pressed against his and listen to our heartbeat sync. Damian's breathing, unlike how loud and shallow it was, had become gentler. I stroked his hair and patted his back like my life depended on it. For some reason, he'd been in so much. What had I gotten myself into? Reiss
Falling for my mate's killer Thirteen
DAMIAN.I messed up real bad, and I knew it. Last night brought out everything in me that I'd always wanted to hide. Why did I kiss her?Why did I tell her to stay? Even though I tried to lie to her that I didn't remember what happened, the memories plagued me, replaying over and over in the walls of my mind. I hadn't been able to get Ishtar out of my mind and what it felt like to be pressed against her body.Maybe I was reacting this way because I had been starved of a woman's touch after Rebecca died. That had to be the reason. My heart and my head pounded, and an unsettling feeling sat by me. I kept asking myself why I thought it was wise to let her stay.Minerva and I had a history before I found Rebecca to be my mate. It was the most messed up thing that happened, but those feelings died immediately after my wolf met with Rebecca and adored her. Could that be the reason I reacted that way?That was years ago. I tapped aggressively against the table, confused and angry. I kissed t
Falling for my mate's killer Fourteen.
ISHTAR."He likes me. He likes me not. He likes me. He likes me not," I was way too busy mumbling to myself as I made my way to the baker's shop with Reiss."I can assure you, whoever it is, he probably doesn't like you if he had you this confused. People always try to show their feelings, just as you are right now."I frowned, picking the last flower petal that landed on 'he likes me not,' how disappointing. We were on the street, and the next thing I thought to do was find another flower and start again until it landed exactly where I wanted it to be."What if he's confused himself?" I asked Reiss, keeping my eyes in search of more flowers. "What if he's trying to decide just as I am? This person could actually like me but doesn't know how to explain his emotions.""You seem like the confused one here. Why would you even think so? Did they tell you that? And why do you suddenly like someone?" He pursed his lips before they parted open again. "You told me you'd never dated anyone y
Falling for my mate's killer Fifteen.
DAMIAN.Endlessly recounting her, "Nobody loves you!" With tears in her eyes and a shaky voice wasn't exactly the best way to spend my day. I'd ask the workers to clean up the mess that Ishtar created, but it stuck with me like a bad dream. How did she know it was my birthday, and why did she think bringing me a cake was a wise thing to do?It was beginning to seem as though I'd been too nice to her, hence my reaction. It was born from a place of calculation and logic. Seeing as my mind was still suffering from lack of answers, it'd do anything to block out any more confusing situations, like the one she had created with Reiss.I wondered why Reiss was in on it. He was very different from his ancestors. I'd received a call from Alfred this morning to congratulate me on this bland day, too. I hadn't taken the time to thoroughly discuss how Reiss was going to become his successor.The last time we spoke of it, Alfred feared Reiss wasn't ready or mature enough to handle such truth. The
Falling for my mate's killer Sixteen.
ISHTAR.His tongue burned my mouth, the kind of fire that ignited everything good within me, and I found that I was helpless against his touch. I kissed him hungrily, my hands in his hair and his on my lower back, and he pressed me tighter to him, his urgent lips working wonders on mine.I was kissing him, open-mouthed, with my eyes fluttered shut. My hands burrowed into his hair while he reached up to answer by pulling me closer to him, my back hitting the cold wall while he pushed harder against me. His hands were everywhere on my dress, grabbing me roughly. The shock of his mouth against mine wasn't cold or intimidating. The contact sparked up a passionate connection that traveled into my knees and weakened it. I weaved my hands behind his head to draw him closer, my breathing labored and ragged with a forcefully demanding heat engulfing my insides.I couldn't believe I was touching him. Kissing him hastily enough to communicate something that words weren't enough to. All our hidd
Falling for my mate's killer Seventeen.
DAMIAN."You want to go to college?" I asked again, leaning back against the chair. "That's new…" Of all things, she mentioned college. What was up with this sudden and hasty decision? "Why?" "Because…" Ishtar shrugged, "It's…something new. I want to do something for myself, and going to college seems like a really good idea. You told me to wish for something, genie.." She pursed her lips. I let out a wry chuckle, scrunching my nose, "So you just want to go to college. That's it? No dream, no passion. Did anyone tell you it's going to be fun? Like a vacation or something? Was it Reiss who put you up to this?"Ishtar sighed, "You ask too many questions for someone who pretends to be nonchalant. Yes, Reiss talked about college, but he never asked me to go without him or anything of that sort, okay? I just chose to. And I'd like to study art.""You don't seem like an art person to me…""Then what do I seem like to you!" Ishtar snapped, "Someone you can kiss at random and act like it di
Falling for my mate's killer Eighteen
ISHTAR.Reiss walked in with a box of pizza in his hand, and I was more than delighted to have him over. After my conversation with Damian earlier, I was left drained and empty. And I couldn't get his voice out of my head.I couldn't seem to process the fact that he was going to keep acting like there was nothing going on between us. I liked him, and I'd made my peace with that. My fragile heart seemed to have fallen for his cheap tricks.It was saddening. "Welcome to Ishtar Flys, we are the best, and we're glad you're here," I said in a sharp, enunciated tone. I'd been pondering over what could be a good idea to study, and being a flight attendant didn't seem like a bad idea. "Flight attendant?" Reiss guessed in a go as he set down the box and sat down. "Are you taking this college thing seriously? It'd be really nice if you were."I exhaled tiredly and slumped into a chair before him, "Well, it seems like a really good idea if I manage to pass the exams. I did some research, and da
Falling for my mate's killer Nineteen
DAMIAN.As I got into the car and drove off, the question she asked me seemed to pound in my head, ringing at the back of my mind like a nevermind ending tale.I had managed to lie to her and told her I didn't know who Rebecca was. Of course, I knew who Rebecca was. She was her best friend. No, wait, she was Minerva's best friend. Not Ishtar's. Ishtar was a different person, utterly different.She had no connection with Minerva or my past. That would be bizarre and impossible. I didn't see a way by which that could happen, except the gods had chosen to torture me for the little time I have left."It wouldn't happen. It would not." My head was spinning as the thoughts kept punching me in the guts, and I pulled over on the highway to take a deep breath. "Minerva is not Ishtar," I muttered to myself, panting as I wound down the glass. The car had gotten stuffy, rid of any space for breathing. "This has to be some kind of nasty trick. I don't see a way that's possible." I paused, remembe
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