Burning Desires
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  • Time 7h 20m
Ongoing, First published Dec 08, 2020
Mature
They were both so determined to have me. So relentless in their chase. 

I tried to tell the both of them I couldn't do it. 

I didn't date. 

I didn't have sex. 

I didn't do anything other than what was expected of me. But neither would listen and It was impossible to choose. 

Both were so completely different. 

Bleu was calamity. He was whom I craved when I needed quiet and serenity; when I needed to laugh and smile and let go of stress. Bleu was a warm sunset on the horizon of calm waters. An artist whom sought a muse. A free spirit who didn't realize his own potential to make the world a better place. Bleu gave me something I'd never known before. He gave me peace. He gave me a purity. 

Lucien was the complete opposite; he was tortured and traumatized and so familiar to me. When I needed the voices and the anxieties to disappear, when I needed to feel absolutely nothing but ecstasy, I knew I needed Lucien. He fed a part of me that had been awakened years ago. He fed my anger, my rage, and my fear until I had none left. He also needed someone who understood all that he was, and all that he needed. 

I had little knowledge of the dating world but they knew that already, and it didn't matter to them. So, I had to do what I had to do in order to protect myself; to keep myself in check and not let my emotions and feelings get too involved. I was only so strong and when two incredible, irresistible, successful men popped up and teased me, taunted me, and begged for me, what the hell was I to do but experience them both... have them both? To have them both and live the lie. Keeping my friends and family whom I'd once shared everything with- on the outside of my personal life. 

Two chance meetings. One massive lie. And two irresistible men. This would be the biggest challenge Elysia Lockwood had ever faced before.
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