DAEMONIUM

DAEMONIUM

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"Burrying his face into her throat, he inhales deeply, he could feel her pulse pounding against the tip of his nose. He groans softly, nearly trembling with anticipation as he tightened his hold. "Quiet." He whispered to her in her in her native tongue. He couldn't wait another second, he was sure if he didn't feed right then, that he'd implode right there. So he struck, sinking his teeth into the sweet skin of her throat. Warm, thick blood filled his mouth and dribbled down his chin." ◇ Rowan has dreamed of the same stranger for nearly three years. His long, dark hair and icy blue eyes haunted her long after she awoke. She was drug along, forced to watch every moment of his life from the moment he was created. The dreams, set in an era even her great-great grandmother hadn't lived in, were mostly spoken in a language she didn't recognize. Rowan has finally figured out who her mystery man is, and he's even more dangerous than she expected. She's playing a deadly game with a monster who has been locked away in his tomb for centuries. Will she tell her new circle-sisters, so they can rid her of whatever hold he has over her? Shall she let her curiosity get the better of her and destroy them all?
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