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'Gosh! Why does he sound so cheesy now?' Iris silently talks to herself. She never knew that Xavier could be this super sweet. She almost felt like she was now drowning in his honey pool.  She could only shake her head, trying to distract her mind. 

Rebirth as The Vampire Lord's Wife

Fantasy · PurpleLight

Raven rubbed his temple, "A stray cat must be trained to only trust its new master. First, it has to learn that it has no place as home other than where its master resides," he remarked in a nonchalant tone.

The Hitman’s Sunshine

Urban · Pluma_W143

Raven pushed the hair on the girl's face, and she shuddered in fear. "I guess I was mistaken. It wasn't a box after all." He said ending the call.

The Hitman’s Sunshine

Urban · Pluma_W143

"Evelyn!" It called out again and used that voice like a port in a storm calling her home. 

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

Evelyn nodded her head and turned her attention back to her journal. She was glad that Maxine would be joining them, and she looked forward to learning from her. She missed having a girl friend to talk to while she was away in the fae kingdom, and she could tell that she and Maxine were going to be fast friends. She detailed her time in the fae kingdom and then she went about crafting a list. She made a detailed account of everything that she wanted to learn while she had the opportunity. She wanted to learn more potions, how to use a sword, learn more runes, and enhance her magical abilities. It was a short list, but those were the most important things right now. She needed to be stronger if she was going to live up to everyone's expectations. She sighed and closed her journal. She knew she could not be too hard on herself, but it was hard to think positively when there was so much at stake. 

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

The group set off at once for Duke Henry Valentia's estate but Maxine could not help but to wonder why Clyde was so caught up with the young witch. It was truly out of character for him to be protecting someone to this extent. Her thoughts wandered until she shocked herself with one simple thought: Evelyn was his mate.

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

They urged their horses faster to catch up with Clyde and Evelyn could not help but to wonder what was on his mind. She knew that he would have been able to hear their conversation, but she was not sure why he did not say anything. She always had the feeling that she would never fully know him or what he was thinking. She sighed. She wanted to know more about him, but she was not sure how to go about asking or if he would even tell her. He was like a book that she could not open but could not help but to continuously read the cover of. 

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

"If that is all, you are free to go," Clyde dismissed him. He had a lot to think about. If Evelyn could in fact read thoughts he was not one hundred percent sure that she had not read his. He struggled at times to keep him wards up around her and it made him nervous to think that she would have read his mind when she awoke the other day from her dream. He got up from his seat and grabbed the bottle of blood wine from the table. He poured himself a large glass and downed the contents. He did not want to think about the possibility of Evelyn knowing they are mates yet. She still had a long way to go and he wanted to be sure that she could protect herself from his enemies. It pained him to keep his distance, but he knew he was doing the right thing.

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

George bowed his head and disappeared from the courtyard. Clyde was left alone with his thoughts and he wondered what Evelyn was doing. It was growing more and more difficult to keep away from her. He wanted so badly to tell her about their mate bond and he had his suspicions that she could sense it, but it was not yet time for him to tell her. He had made up his mind that once she mastered a few more skills he would tell her. She needed to be strong enough to handle herself before he even thought about telling her. He sighed in frustration, his enemies would love to get his hands on her to exploit is only weakness.

The Witching Hours

Fantasy · Sarah_Couse

And who would be better suited for the Imperial Princess of Dalniar than the renowned Archduke Latham of Galiminea, whose wealth and power couldn't be compared to anyone else?

The Witch's Devious Attraction

Fantasy · Faechan