Stephanie_king1

[WARNING R18 MATURED CONTENT}
"Do you want me to stop?" He asked me. 
All shame, all pride and ego was thrown in to the wind. 
I shook my head.
"I want you to say it." He whispered. "Beg me. Tell me you don't want me to stop. Tell me you never want me to stop.”
I closed my eyes as my hips involuntarily hitched up against his fingers, the warmth between my legs dripping. 
"Please don't stop." I cried. “I never want you to stop.”
Why was he tormenting me like this?
“Al please.” I pleaded.
I could see his beautiful smile in the dark and then his fingers went back in and I threw my head back in pleasure.

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Angel, a beautiful Fae lived a sheltered life, fiercely protected by her father, loved by her eldest brother, hated by her own mother and sister, and disgustingly desired by her other older brother.

But close to her nineteen birthday , her father is gruesomely murdered and all hell breaks loose as she realizes her whole life was an entire lie. 

In a bid to escape her now turned evil mother, she is sent through a portal, but lands in Nocturna, the home of the vampires. 

Making an entrance, she lands right into the court of the winged Vampire king Alucard, the dangerous and handsome ruler of Nocturna where he takes her as his captive.

And when her blue eyes captivates him, soon, the tensions and hostility between them grows to fire and passion. 

And when a prophecy over a millennia ago comes to light, Angel unlocks centuries old secrets and discovers that she might be the key to Earth’s redemption or she will lose the man she has come to fall in love with along with everything that exists.

The Devil’s possession

As evening drew closer, I dreaded getting ready for the coronation.

I felt sick in my stomach. I felt like something bad, something awful was going to happen.

I turned from my mirror and saw papa at my doorway.

"I meant you no harm." He told me. "Forgive me for shouting at you."

I nodded. "Of course. I pushed you too much."

"There are things you do not understand." He said. "Things that are too painful for me to begin."

"But you should trust me." I said. "I am your daughter. Papa I am stronger than you think I am."

"And sometimes that is what I'm afraid of." He said. "You need to understand that what I am doing to you so for your own good."

"So when will I be allowed to leave home and be on my own?" I asked.

But papa said nothing and I knew the answer already.

A deadly event