In a world where darkness makes its presence felt more and more with each passing day, two sisters who live away from curious eyes are about to discover how special they actually are and venture on a dangerous path among which they will make unexpec...
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Armand
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Michael
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Eva
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When Deianeira woke up, she saw Lyserg at the window, shirtless, leaning with his hands on the sill. His well-built back was even more attractive under the morning dim light. She greeted him with a lazy voice.
Dei: Good morning.
Although numbed by the endorphins, she felt very tired after last night. Lyserg's blood was so tasteful for her that she woke up in the morning craving for more and, recalling last night's events, she put a hand at her head, dizzy. She saw the blood on her bed and also some ashes next to her left hand, as a spark of her fire had appeared during the imprinting. Her neck hurt, but the blood had long dried.
Elated by the new experience, she tried to take in everything as it happened, but now she felt a little guilty. She played with fire and she got hurt. She couldn't help herself from making a connection to Darion and their kiss because he pulled away at the right time, but Lyserg was clearly not the type to stop once the game was on, but one to go with the flow. Lyserg did not answer her, instead he growled in a low tone.
