Morana Ambrose. Later that day, after having dinner, I went back to my room. Everything that had happened throughout the day kept running through my mind. Charlotte had escaped the dungeon, but how? Did someone help her? My mind was filled with these troubling thoughts, each one more unsettling tha
"Morana," he murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "What are you doing with that knife?" I swallowed hard, my breath catching in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "I... I thought... I thought you were..." I stammered, unable to form proper words as his closeness
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Adrian Blackthrone. I want her.Just for once.I want to fuck her so bad.The need was just too much. I want this for once. Please. I don’t know who I was begging, but the intense need was hard to control. My dick was twisting in my pants. Feeling the softness of her body. Her scent. She smelled li
Adrian Blackthrone. Morana's eyes were still closed, her lips parted in anticipation, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't put her in the same danger. The risk was too great. I pulled away abruptly, my body trembling with the effort. In that moment of clarity, I saw her standing before me, she opened
Morana Ambrose. The questions swirled around me, each one driving a dagger deeper into my wounded soul. And as I curled into myself, the sobs wracking my body, I couldn't help but wonder why he had come so close to me if he never intended to stay.Was it all just a game to him, a cruel joke? Or was
Morana Ambrose. With a sudden surge of strength, I lashed out, clawing at her hands in a desperate attempt to break free. But Charlotte only laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that echoed through the darkness like a sinister melody."Struggle all you want," she taunted, her voice ringing with satisfac
Morana Ambrose. Hazel’s gaze flickered between me and Charlotte’s body, her eyes filled with a mixture of horror and shock. “Oh my god, Morana...” she gasped, her eyes darting between me and the bloody knife still clutched in my hand. She looked terrified but quickly rushed to my other side, her h