Jessica Smith
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WARNING: SKIP IF YOU'RE UNDERAGED OR UNCOMFORTABLE. **** Harold looked at his finger, which was wet. He carefully observed the liquid. It didn't look or feel like sweat at all. Alicia's patience was running thin. But for some reason, just watching him was still fun for her. He raised the wet index finger to his lips and dipped it into his mouth while looking at her. Her breathing hitched, and she blinked at him again. He removed his hand from his mouth and gave her a coy smile before biting his lower…
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18+ ONLY. **** Not that there was much on the dressing table, but everything on it fell to the ground, causing a noise in the peaceful night. But the two responsible for it didn't flinch. Harold's lips found her neck, and as he kissed and suckled, it took everything in him not to take a bite, even though his wolf was desperately fighting for it. Alicia's hands were all over him. She could not get enough of touching him in her real skin. And the thought made a sob escape her lips. A happy sob. Harold…
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Alicia just stood there with a towel around her chest and another around her hair, her heart racing and her body shaking slightly. Things were different. She wasn't sure what was going to happen when she took the potion in one gulp, but she had braced herself. She felt a strange sensation creep over her body. It was as if she were shedding her skin, revealing a new, unfamiliar body underneath. She could feel her bones shifting and her muscles elongating. She had never felt anything like it before. And…
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Harold could understand how she felt. Maybe Alicia would wish to turn a blind eye and forgive them because it hadn't directly affected her, but she was a descendant. And she was living inside the body of one of the people it had directly affected. As a little girl, Amber's life suddenly took a bad turn when her mother was publicly executed and she was sent out into isolation. Amber must have hated the people responsible for putting her entire maternal lineage in that condition. So what if she woke up one…
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A/N ***** I deeply apologize for the break. I had a very busy time at work this week, and I could not keep up with my writing at all. Hopefully, I'll be able to update this book every day in April until it finally ends. ****** Harold just looked at Alicia's back as she walked slowly to her chamber, her mind filled with thoughts. Too many thoughts. He walked behind her slowly and didn't ask her any questions or try to find out what she was thinking about. He understood her. Everything was hard to…
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Richard and Lord Zealot waited for her to give in, but Anne seemed unfazed. She simply shrugged and said, "That is fine then. Everyone in your kingdom can keep rotting. And all of this will be for nothing because you will die, and so will your entire generation until there is no one left to remember you and all of these disgusting achievements you think you have." Her words and entire countenance took them back to that night 7 years ago, when her mother had caused them and it awakened fear in them. Lord…
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Lord Zealot was a man of great ego. So he revered being worshipped by the people for getting rid of the witch leader and tried as much as possible to hide how paranoid he was feeling, especially with the strange deaths of a few elders. However, with the birth of Harold, everything became worse for him, as he could feel his influence dying. He had also taken his anger out on Arya. Even though she was the queen, he had assaulted her a couple of times, including hitting her for not bearing an Alpha. Then…
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They could all see the pain in Sir Richard's eyes as he talked about how Anne's family were killed. It was the first time either of them was seeing him that way. No one spoke immediately. They knew there was still more for him to say since it hadn't ended there. However, the whole narration had a major impact on Alicia. She dug her nails into her palms and tried to endure the headache as memories that weren't hers came flooding in. Parts of the conversation were about something she was familiar with.…
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"THEY BURNT HER ALIVE TO MAKE A POTION FOR THEMSELVES!" Richard had to admit that what the Moon Kingdom had done to them was even more ridiculous now that Anne's mother had put it like that. Anne's eyes widened at the words her mother said, and she turned to look at Wilder. From the look on her face, the cut on her stomach was nothing compared to what she felt in her heart. "They... are monsters." Her mother cried. "Please, Anne." Richard felt his emotions rising again. The woman looked really broken…
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The rest of the things that happened between Anne and Wilder, Richard didn't know. But as the other warriors chased after them that evening, Richard followed too. He ran with all his might. Even though he had lived in this town for over 3 years, he didn't know much about this area of the woods because Wilder had forbidden him from following Anne. So he was just as clueless as the other guards, who didn't know exactly where he was taking her. However, something told him that Wilder would not take her far…
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