Sarah Moore
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"C-Consummate?!" Daphne all but squeaked, her voice cracking in disbelief as she echoed the word she just heard― the only word she heard. "Is that so hard to digest, my beloved wife?" Atticus questioned, the corner of his lips raised in a slight curl. "Isn't that something that every average, ordinary couple would do?" He leaned forward, bending down slightly so that they could meet eye to eye. Daphne leaned back as far as she could. If she hadn't, their lips would've met again. A small part of…-
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'This cannot be happening to me,' Daphne thought dazedly. She couldn't move her legs, but that didn't stop her body from gliding down the aisle via a supernatural force. She narrowed her eyes, glaring hotly at the culprit as the distance between her and her soon-to-be husband steadily shrank. Out of the hordes of servants watching this spectacle, no one blinked an eye at the fact that she was here under duress, getting married under the coercion of supernatural forces. If her groom could do this to her,…
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"You are insane," Daphne spat out, furious. "Utterly deluded, if you think I would agree. I am promised to another." Contrastingly, the man seemed to be overjoyed. His eyes had lost some of their coldness. He chuckled, smiling fondly at Daphne as though she was his real lover. If she hadn't known better, she would've even been mistaken by the look he gave her. She knew better. It didn't stop him from messing with her mind. "Yes, I know. Poor Prince Nathaniel will simply have to live with this tiny…
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"Get your hands off of me! Where are you taking me?" Daphne struggled in the grips of her captors, shoving back against their hold. Unfortunately, her frail strength could not be compared to that of two fully grown men, who each held onto one of her elbows with an iron grip. It was supposed to be her wedding day. She was prepared to suffer stiff muscles from sitting in a carriage for too long, ready to endure awkward conversations with her new, unfamiliar husband from a new, unfamiliar land. After all,…
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The sound of dozens of horses clacking against the ground as the huge caravan of several hundred people was moving towards the north. Upon leaving the city, the Lady held a grand farewell and showed to the populace a grand show of Princess Gwendolyn being alive and well, and she was returning to the capital to clear her name. This was because she was accepted as the Hero's Knight, proving that even Celestia didn't believe she was truly impure! It was all propaganda, but at least the people in this large…-
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Ten days had passed since the celebration, and not once since did the group have any time to enjoy their time. Each day, Lucifer would train in the knight's yard with the girls for six hours while Gwen was forced to complete official business in order for her to be accepted as both the Princess and Knight of the Hero... Rarely would they meet other than at night as the group realised what Lucifer meant by things changing and that it would become difficult even to think. To think ten days passed so fast,…
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"I...I am fine..." Layna's voice was stuttered and slurred as she sat on the lap of Lucifer, her eyes narrowed as she poked his cheek. "You are so bad... always looking at our naked bodies... fufufu..." Currently, the group were in a private room in the keep with various food, alcohol, wine and ale on the tables with many of the jugs and kegs empty thanks to this woman and the others who were now gossiping together. Thankfully, the other girls are vampires and have built resistance to alcohol... but…
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Clang! The large sword in Layna's hand collided with the small dagger of Lucifer as sparks began to flutter from the sliding metal grinding along her sword. He watched her with calm eyes. "Focus on your feet—you are leaning too far forward!" Thud! His leg slipped across her stance, knocking her down as once again Layna fell and suffered a blow to her chest from his snap kick. Lucifer wasn't easy on her, and each time she made a mistake that could kill her, he would inflict a painful wound to…
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Lucifer felt a different sensation whenever he was with Gwendolyn, her gentle touch and affectionate gaze the way she could see through his bravado or worries with a simple smile and loving embrace. "My dear wife, I cannot resist but crave your taste," Lucifer muttered with a deep voice as his lips kissed her smooth neck, the beating of her heart flowing through his senses from the touch as his fangs slipped into her, a groan of pleasure leaving her lips as she slipped her hands down his muscular back…
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Lucifer was walking beside Gwendolyn, who got the rest she needed—when he entered her room, it was a mess with clothes everywhere, but now she wore both her normal chainmail dress with her elegant clothes borrowed from the Lady of Blatolia. "Will you remain beside me until the end like always, Lucifer?" "Even if you pushed me away." "Haha... I am so blessed; if only we could just travel without this happening." Honestly, her face said this, but when fighting or saving people, her face beamed…
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