Renagade
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Imprisoned for a heinous crime that she committed, Evelyn knows that this is her fate and a fate that she deserves, until an elf begins to appear in her dreams. Together they build a free life together, but only in the state between waking and sleeping. Unbeknownst to them both, cosmic forces have toyed with them since the beginning of their lives, and now the time is right. Will they trust a goddess that promises the perfect revenge? Will Chauncey follow the faith of an unknown being to his destruction? The world needs a balance, but which way will it be attained?
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Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

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