The Fallen Angel Watches Over Me

The Fallen Angel Watches Over Me

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The spell she placed under him was too much for him to bear, and he became sickly attached to her. It all started with the aching desire to destroy, that his eyes would land on such an untainted, little creature as herself. All he wanted to do was tear her from her golden throne shrouded in innocence and purity, to taint her skin with bitemarks of sin. But, in his mission to break her, she hypnotized him with her strange ways. He'd never be far behind where ever she went.
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R-RATED CONTENT. 18+ ONLY! Syra, a succubus banished to Earth, must live and thrive on the sexual energy of humans. In all the years of her banishment she's not had one, ONE, human remember her; how could they with her magic that erases their memory of her? However everything is about to change for Syra -- her life, the sentence she's serving, and the lovers she's had -- all due to one, single human male. ** The man chuckled; a rich sound that pushed Syra's body further into awakeness. She very nearly let out a moan from the desire it caused her to feel. "Well, what do you want? Since you can't seem to make up your mind." This time Syra swung out of bed, yanked down her dress that had risen up and onto her trembling legs. She crossed the room to the door in strides and yanked it open. The man awaiting on the other side of the door was nothing Syra's imagination could've ever created to match the heavenly voice. **

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