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The Mighty Darius

The Mighty Darius

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Tue, Feb 10, 20266h 31m
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Aura despises Prince Darius, the man who killed her brother. Fate can be cruel. An unfortunate event forces Aura to save what's left of her family. Cast in the Prince's light, she is now duty-bound to become a member of his harem. It's a world unto itself with sexual adventures and rules never to be broken. Aura holds only one desire, burning revenge. Will duty create despair or open the door to something greater such as destiny? The mighty Darius and the compelling Aura will have to live or die by their decision.
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"Are you scared little one?" Cameron asked, I couldn't trust my nerves to speak a whole sentence without stuttering so I opted to keep quiet. He offered a friendly smile and the girl looked me in the eyes with an expression of unknown intent. I felt a hand travel up my side, I nervously looked down to see that it was Cameron. I could see it in his eyes that he itched for more. The strong man that held me smirked as I looked at each of them, confused and lost for words. Cameron was tall with light brown hair and brown eyes; his physique was fit but leaner that the other man, the one who was in charge. He had jet black hair and stood a few inches taller than his friend; his face was scruffy with stubble that probably hadn't been shaved for a few weeks. His eyes were steel blue, and the pierced into mine and looked passed all guards I had put up. That man was strong, inside and out. The girl was only slightly taller than me, but the resemblance stopped there. Her hair was a dark ginger with strands of blonde, her eyes were golden brown, and her body was perfectly curvy. I couldn't help but watch as she twists and sat with her beautiful curves folding over on themselves. Her breasts were large pillows that I wanted to sleep on, and her wide hips dramatically lead to a tightened stomach. Her body looked soft, and I wondered what her thick thighs would feel like under me. I shook my head, bringing myself back to reality. These were my kidnappers; they stole me away from school and were probably going to do terrible things to me with the sick way they looked at me all the time. "Are yo-you going to kill me?"

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