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Things will never be the same. I don't know what to do. What's the point of being dead, and no one really cared about you when you were alive? I don't think i'll ever find peace or love again. I'm a blood sucking demon, what do you expect. Fall in love with a human? I am NOT Bella Swan from the twilight saga or Elena Gilbert from the vampire diaries.

Little known to the world, Michael Clifford has a stuffing kink. Whether it is him being stuffed or him stuffing his lovely girlfriend, he loves it.

"I'm just seeing things." Insomnia has always given Tasmin strange hallucinations, but none unlike the night a mysterious creature sets its eyes on her. When a distant cousin, Harriet Myers shows up on Tasmin's doorstep, strange bruises, vivid nightmares and something more sinister begins to plague Tasmin's life. Devotion takes a twisted turn when Tasmin starts to lose herself in Harriet's shadow, becoming something else entirely.

Something different.

Evellyn witnessed a bank robbery when she was younger, but could never remember the events until her 18th birthday dawned. When she reached 18, flashbacks of the events and the robber's faces are recognised. But are they more than what they seem? And what is the price of her memory returning to her?

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✦ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐃 ✦ by Nabrielle Moon "Some souls don't collide. They return." Sol believes in reverence-in poetry, in prayers, in the kind of silence that aches before it heals. She lives slowly, like every hour is borrowed, and every word should be written with care. Sky believes in nothing. Not in destiny. Not in softness. And especially not in whatever it is that keeps pulling his gaze back to her. They meet by accident. Or maybe not. Maybe they've been meeting for lifetimes, forgetting and finding each other again in quiet places no one notices. This is not a love story built on grand gestures. It is built on glances, on withheld words, on the holiness of being seen without having to be explained. Some love stories don't explode. They sanctify.

Axel, your typical conceited egotistical vampire....no surprise there! Nisha, well what can you really say about Nisha?