I tried to look away, but before I could, his hand reached out, his fingers brushing against my skin as he gently lifted my chin. The touch was soft, but the way he held me in place was anything but gentle. "Do not take my cooperation as weakness, little lamb," he warned, his voice thick with something darker, something dangerous. His gaze bore into mine with an unyielding force, as if daring me to challenge him.
I felt the tension coil in my body, and with a sharp, instinctive movement, I smacked his hand away, my pulse quickening, my breath uneven.
"Touch me again, and this 'little lamb' will bite your fingers off," I shot back, my voice low and daring, laced with a fire I hadn't meant to show.
His lips curled into a dark chuckle, the sound rich and slow, like honey dripping from his tongue. "If you were anyone else," he said dismissively, his gaze trailing over me with casual disregard, "you would have already been dead."
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For generations, Maeli's people have been trapped within a never-ending forest, bound to a secluded clearing that no one can enter or escape. Determined to break this cycle, Maeli faces the growing darkness that haunts the forest, stealing hope with each life it claims.
Then, one morning, she discovers a mysterious young man lying unconscious at the edge of the trees. Driven by a strange pull towards him, Maeli begins to unearth his hidden past and the secrets he carries-secrets that entwine with the forest's sinister power. She soon learns his arrival is no coincidence and he may hold the key to her village's freedom.
But as Maeli draws closer to him, she is caught between the burden of saving her village and the undeniable pull of a man who could bring salvation-or seal her people's doom.
Nefeli has a hard time being normal, she always has. Being normal isn't something she wants to do though.
When one of her oldest clients makes her an offer she can't refuse, she sets off on yet another mission.
Nefeli has a lot of secrets, but even she doesn't have all the answers. History has a way of influencing fate, and when fate comes knocking on her door, Nefeli will be ready.
However, nothing is easy, especially when those pesky feelings try to win.
"Before I can react, his mouth is on mine, hard and crushing. The smell of blood fills the air, and I can feel it damp on my knuckles, trickling from his throat as it bobs. I'm taken aback, and start to pull away, but he snags my lip between his teeth, urging me to stay. I whimper softly, unable to hold it in. His answering groan vibrates through me, causing me to press the blade in further. My skin begins to warm as I close my eyes."