Mary Moore
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I pursed my lips, clasping my hand on my lap. Sam had been staring at me across the table, cupping his cheeks. I've never recalled being in this study room with Sam, alone. The room where I've been spending most of my time with Fabian. It was odd to be in here doing nothing or just being with the duke, discussing nothing. I moved my gaze around. When my gaze landed on the paintings around, I cleared my throat. Fabian said they were the duke's precious collections. I've been amused by the art and…
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When Sam dropped the news, I found myself a little out of it. No maidservants came to serve me in the morning to dress or brush my hair. But I managed alone. Sam insisted on helping me, but I refused. Watching the maidservants do everything made me learn this task. I'm a born peasant, a laborer. Hence, it was a habit of mine to learn simple task to add to my skills just in case. I met Sam in our bedchamber. He offered me a smile as I approached. "My bride is so beautiful without even trying."…
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If sleeping for the past weeks was peaceful, I didn't know how to describe my sleep tonight. It was not just comfortable. It was… heart-warming. Even in my sleep, I could feel Sam's warmth cradling me. I love this man, this vampire. I never felt this powerful emotion in my heart. Even though I loved my father, loving Sam was just a different kind of love. Who would have thought that a peasant like me would experience such a wonderful phenomenon? That after all the angst and fear for my everyday…
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"But we're just starting, love." Just starting? I blinked my eyes in surprised. After everything, all emotions ignited into one… we were just starting? Sam chuckled as he leaned down, his other hand on my side, while his other holding me firmly. "Silly. You're not the only one who's in need." He poked the tip of his nose against mine, grinning before tilting his head for a kiss. I clasped on his shoulder, shutting my eyes close. I felt exhausted despite not moving. But oddly enough, I felt…
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Sam kissed me passionately, pressing me on the bed. My breathing deepened considerably. My face flushed. I never knew what kissing was like aside from the true love kiss I've read. No wonder the princess, who slept for hundreds of years, awoke upon the kiss of the prince. No wonder the cursed frog prince broke free from the spell. No wonder the girl who was poisoned by an apple returned to life. True love kiss was truly a wonderful thing. It could make even a not beating heart beat back to life,…
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Sam had bathed me, scrubbed my back and went through even the gaps between my fingers. I couldn't tell whether he did a better job than the handmaids that usually bathed me. Either way, I was smiling the entire time. My heart kept on fluttering, making me smile like a fool. Just like him, I scampered my hands over his body, barely cleaning him, as I couldn't focus. But unlike how steamy it started, we managed. With brief kisses in between, we finished bathing together. When we both rinsed, Sam…
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When he lowered his lips onto mine, our lips barely touched at first. His lips parted, just slightly, as if requesting me to do the same. I did. And Sam kissed me firmly. This kiss… it wasn't as controlled or wild just like the first or the third we had today. It felt... natural, igniting so many emotions I couldn't decide which was the dominant one. All I knew was, I'm willing to go hell just to be with him. I wrapped my arms around him, pulling his under shirt gently hoping it would come…
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Once again, I felt his warmth enveloping my lips, shooting through my heart. Leaving negativity behind; racial difference, fears of the unknown, and broke everything that built the border between us. Without thinking, I hooked my arms over his shoulders. Standing on the tip of my toes to feel more of him. A repressed groan left his lips as he pulled me up closer. Our lips moved in sync movements, tongues dancing in the rhythm of my heart. I could feel his fangs growing again. Each time it grazed…
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"Do you love me, Sam?" There was a moment of utter silence between us. I said it and also asked him. I never denied him. It was my heart, which I denied for a very long time. I didn't know when it started or how it began. What I knew was no one had made me felt like this aside from him. That night he came into my life. I wouldn't deny he frightened me out of my wits. Neither I would deny his action brought suspicion in my heart. However, as time goes by, I learned to appreciate his small act…
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I pursed my lips as Sam put me down on the edge of the bed. "I'll prepare your bath." He said, standing up as he headed to prepare my bath. I watched his back, noticing his change of demeanor. What did I miss between the lines? Usually, Sam was arrogant and full of life. He had hurried back here to claim me as his. However, after his brief argument with Fabian, he just changed completely. It was as if he had a lot of things in his mind, weighing him down currently. Fabian used to tell me…
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