Blood and Prophecy ║ 18+ (Ménage)
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  • Reads 28,465
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  • Parts 45
  • Time 6h 20m
Ongoing, First published Mar 26, 2021
Mature
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My breath was near her ear. "Do you know how much I've longed for this for over forty years?" I whispered. I pulled out slowly and slammed back into her, making her scream in ecstasy.

"I had to control myself so I didn't fuck you when you still asleep," I said to her. Valeria gasped, I knew she was shocked to hear the words that came from my mouth. I chuckled while still pounding into her. I told her in a seductive tone "Time is changing, love. You will have to learn to get used to hear me say those words. Perhaps our beloved would be more blunt and naughtier than me."

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This is a story about love, pain, and grief. When vampires loved, they loved so hard. When there were two beloveds for a vampire, fear of losing them became more real.

Their enemy was coming and the sacrifice was needed or  all of the supernatural world would fall apart. Would love capable to make them stronger or would it only drive them to be selfish?

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I will have to stop writing for a while due to my study. But I promise to  update Blood & Prophecy as soon as I can fit in my schedule. Please, feel free to  leave a comment and tell me your thoughts about the story.
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