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Shattered Fangs (Remastered)

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Parts 36
Time 10h 20m

castlequeen2004

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Then it hits me.
What do you do when the one you love is lost forever? So close that you practically shared a heart, beating in sync.
We were going to share a future, an eternity. She had only asked me to share the present with her, but I was already ready to promise her my forever. 
I was going to be her wife, working by her side to right the wrongs against our kind. 
And then it was ripped away. My insides ruptured, a gaping hole in my chest, leaving me gasping for air, choking. I'm suffocating. But my body isn't even crying out for air- it betrays me. I lost the need to breathe a long while ago- because of her.
She saved me, why couldn't I save *her*?
I taste bile in my throat- surely this can't be real.
It can't be true. I must be imagining.
But it is. It is real.
I saw the building collapse in an explosion of fire. Nobody could survive that, advanced healing or not. Fire is the one thing that can destroy us entirely. If it had been anything else, she would have lived, but because of the flame, she died.
The words echo in my head, wrapping me in a cocoon of mental anguish.
*She's gone*.
*She's gone*...
Even the tug in my chest that always leads me to whatever I am looking for is gone, erased. I can't track her, so she really is gone.
*Dead*.
I wish it wasn't true. *I wish it wasn't true*.
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The remastered version of my original work of the same name! 
Changes: Made it gayer, made it better, improved the plot and the writing.All Rights Reserved

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She's My Curse

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.