William Brown
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The day arrived for Darcy to leave with her father, and as she packed, she could see Ephraim observing her with worry. Closing the chest, she turned to him. "I will be alright." She assured him. He tilted his head and asked, "Shall I come with you?" She smiled and said, "You can't, Ephraim. That will be dangerous." He sighed but nodded. Darcy walked over to him, where he half sat on the dresser. As she neared, Ephraim's arms, strong and comforting, gathered her close, pulling her into a…-
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"I understand, father, but it is not clever to go back with your health declining either," Ravina argued. Her father smiled gently. "Many kings rule without their health intact." "It is different now, and Andrew is incapable of doing anything." "That is why he needs to go back," Ares argued. "Andrew's harmlessness is what will bring harm. He might not be the danger, but he is weakening the kingdom's defenses, and soon we will have bigger enemies to deal with when they can easily…
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Ravina was cradled within Malachi's embrace, his warmth an absolute contrast to the cool crashing waves of the sea. His large frame felt as both a shield of protection and a source of comfort, his presence akin to a safe haven. The taste of his lips was reminiscent of cozy early mornings, breakfast by a crackling fireplace and sips of freshly brewed coffee, and his kisses were a tender balance between reverence and passion - as though he recognized her strength even while cherishing her delicate…
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Nazneen had fallen into a deep slumber after the long night they shared. She had insisted on staying awake, and a moment later, her stable breathing had alerted him that she was sleeping. He watched her relaxed form lay out on his bed, the pearls still draped around her, causing her discomfort when she shifted a little. Gently, he slipped his hand to the back of her head, lifting it up to under the bodice of pearls. He then covered her chest with the blanket. Ares couldn't help but gently caress…
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Nazneen looked up at him, her own eyes gleaming with playful defiance. Propping herself up on her elbows, she met his gaze head-on, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "No," she stated firmly, her voice laced with a mixture of challenge and desire. "I want to be on my knees." Ares's reaction was immediate, a storm brewing in his intense gaze. His jaw clenched, a muscle ticking with the tension that filled the room. The grip on the belt tightened in his hand, the leather creaking softly as he…
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After dinner, Richard retired to spend some private time with his daughters. Ares, Ephraim, and Malachi settled into the quiet of the evening, sharing a final glass of wine before the day's end. Nazneen had stepped away earlier, and her absence was beginning to stretch. "I think I'll retreat for the night," Ares announced, setting his cup aside. A teasing glint sparkled in his eyes as he turned to Ephraim and Malachi. "Since you'll both be without your ladies tonight, feel free to share a room." …
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Malachi's steps slowed as he took notice of Richard, and Ares with his newly enhanced senses, could hear the change in his heartbeat. The man appeared nervous and uncertain. "Malachi, come join us," Ares called out, offering support through this potentially tense moment. Malachi continued his approach, his strides measured and revealing the internal conflict he was grappling with. His usual confidence seemed to have diminished, replaced by caution evident on his face. His gaze shifted between…
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Richard woke up to find his daughters curled up on each side of the bed, their peaceful sleep reminding him of the times they used to crawl into bed with him and his late wife. He gently covered them up to their shoulders and attempted to discreetly get out of bed. However, his body betrayed him. His muscles ached with every movement, and he felt a profound weakness coursing through him. This physical struggle wasn't simply a result of aging. Prior to the experiment, Richard had been a healthy…
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"How did things go?" Malachi inquired, directing his question at his brother Aaron. A reassuring smile played on Aaron's lips. "Smooth sailing. There's a lot of curiosity surrounding the new order, so I took some time to interact with them, promoting a positive outlook," he replied with a sense of accomplishment. "I had a few allies assisting me as well." He grinned. Malachi nodded in response, a sigh escaping his lips as he reclined into the couch. "And what has kept you busy?" Aaron…
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Richard looked at both his daughters, his chest swelling with so many emotions. He looked more specifically at Corinna. He hadn't seen her in six long years, looking for her everywhere, wondering what could have happened to her, and being haunted by nightmares of her absence. Now she was here, looming over him with her warm eyes, eyes like the ones of her mother. Then he turned to Ravina and got emotional again, feeling the pain tightening his chest. This was his daughter, who had been with him all…
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