Killing The Prince

Killing The Prince

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Cecilia is an assassin. Michael is her target. She's never failed, and she won't start now. Her goal is simple: Kill the prince. Easy right? Or so she thought. ~ "What did you say?" He was smirking. The bastard was smirking at me while I held a knife to his throat. Kinky motherfucker. "Oh please, you didn't think you actually fooled me, did you?" And then as quick as lightning, he had flipped us over. He was pressing me forcefully against the wall, my front against the wall as his breath came a little ragged from behind me. I tried to move but it was no use, he had me pinned, his front pushing at my back and holding me in place. One hand holding my hand with the knife, he was crushing my wrist until I let go of the dagger with a gasp. His other hand wrapped firmly around my throat, forcing my face sideways, his breath falling on my neck. ~ Cover: ©Demian 2004-2020 all rights reserveddemian.art . patreon . society6 . twitter
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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