William Brown
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Easy innocent self? Her face heated up. She knew she was easy, she needed no one telling her that. Melting at the simplest offered warmth. Yes, it was pathetic. She knew she was bad at this, so she tried not to even be in a position where any such thing would occur. Ravina folded her arms over her chest and looked at him with a bored expression. “Have you nothing better to do than pester an easy, innocent newborn human female?” She asked him. He grinned maliciously. “Don’t worry. At least you are…-
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That is what they all do? She tugged at the door knowing she was getting nowhere. “I don’t want to know about your activities with women.” “But you want to send me out naked? You should be a little more possessive, princess.” Possessive? Over him? She scoffed looking over her shoulder, her eyes falling on his wet chest. “Why would I be possessive?” “Because my body belongs to you now.” She laughed nervously. She had never heard such a sound come from her lips. His body belonged to…
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Ravina didn’t know what was happening to her. This was more than normal intoxication. She was swimming in heaven. In silk, coffee, and heat. She rubbed herself against the silky robe, felt the feathery touch of soft hair on her arm around his shoulders and his hot skin touched her bare waist. He was putting her down. “No…” she breathed, clutching onto him, her fingers digging into his strong shoulder. Malachi stopped and sat with her on his lap instead. Yes, she could sleep like this. He could be…
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When Malachi came home at night, the lights were dimmed again. The hall was already filled with the scent of sweet jasmine that led him to the parlor where he found Ravina laying near the fireplace on the carpet, with only a pillow below her head. “Ravina?” She sat upright, her hair a little messy. “What are you doing there?” He asked. “Ah… I just… found it comfortable here,” she replied. He looked around and found the wine on the table, nearby. She followed his gaze. “I had a few…
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“Do you want braids?” Malachi asked her. “You can make braids?” “I am two-hundred and forty-two years old. You seem to forget.” He drawled. “Perhaps because you don’t act your age,” she told him. So she woke up as the lioness it seemed. He divided her hair into two sections to make the braid. “I should probably cut my hair,” she said noticing it had grown too long and was difficult to take care of. “I like it long,” he said. “Even more reason to cut it.” This woman.…
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Darcy wasn’t sure why The Phantom would go out of his way to provide for her to live a comfortable life. He had already helped her enough many times. “Because…” he began his footsteps slowing down. “Things are becoming more dangerous now.” “We already knew a time like this would come. The storm before the calm perhaps,” she said hopefully. She felt his fingers around her hand tighten slightly. Her heart changed rhythm, shifting strangely in her chest. What was this feeling? “I don’t…
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“Darcy,” his voice reached to her through the darkness with its mysterious timbre. It had a uniqueness that made her recognize him immediately even when she rarely spoke to him. “My Lord,” she breathed following his voice. She could see his shadow. He was tall but she could not tell his form much. “You have a had a tough day,” he spoke. She moved closer carefully, afraid he would disappear. “Well, I just found out he could possibly be my father,” tears burned her eyes again. He was…
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Darcy was again taking a walk along the beach late at night when she thought she saw Russel still there. She walked over and wondered what he was still doing here when she found out he wasn’t resting. He looked… dead. She hurried over, touching his cold skin, searching after his pulse. She could feel nothing or maybe it was just her panic. She wasn’t sure why she was suddenly shaking, tears burned her eyes and she shook his body. “Russell! Russell!” How long had he been laying here? He…
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Goodnight kiss? Before she could think, he leaned closer and she shut her eyes and pressed her lips into a thin line, like a child. Her hands clutched the blankets tightly and her breath stilled. She could feel him closer, his hot breath fanned her lips and his soft hair brushed down her cheek. He was that close? “Ravina,” he whispered her name softly. She opened her eyes and stared right into his. They glowed in the dim light, the brown in them looking like caramel. Malachi caressed her cheek…
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Malachi sat at the edge of a cliff staring ahead at the mountains. His head was filled with thoughts and his heart was uneasy. He wanted to clear his mind but that one touch of her fingertips behind his ear kept coming back to him. He didn’t know how to interpret that gesture. Besides the gesture, his own actions and the decision in the back of his mind bothered him. His nightmares about terrorizing were back, his subconscious already putting the pieces together. “Malachi!” Turning his head he…
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