Blood Ties B.E

Blood Ties B.E

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The Vampire Diaries
Everything about that woman shook her to her core, from her mesmerizing deep eyes to her mysterious demeanor. Mariana wasn't sure what about the other girl drew her in, she found herself racking her brain for reasons why that face shocked her so much. Not much elicited a reaction out of Mariana but when it did she knew to trust her gut and find out why. "I hope I'm not intruding on your time alone," A low soft voice spoke. Mariana turned her head to again be faced with those deep eyes, her mouth went dry once more. "Of course not," Mariana set down her drink on the counter and watched as the other woman's dominant posture stood over her as she sat on the bar stool. or Mariana Reyes is a detective in Mystic falls following a trail of murders that have been happening recently. What happens when she reveals what's really going on in mystic falls. Billie Salvatore has made a comeback to her old town on a whim and is surprised to find out information that would leave her at a crossroads. DISCLAIMER WILL CONTAIN VIOLENCE BLOOD AND SENSITIVE TOPICS (may be poorly written but i'm trying my best lil bro)
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"They say you're innocent, pure, a virgin-but I know you touch yourself every single day, thinking of me." Her back arched instinctively against me. Breath caught. "L-Lucian, I..." she whispered, trembling, hands clutching at me as if to push me away. I smirked darkly. "Cat got your tongue, gattina? Tell me... do you dream of me every night?" "I... I don't..." she stammered, heat crawling up her neck, her body betraying her despite the words. My smirk deepened. "So... if I slip a finger under your dress, you're telling me it's not soaked underneath?" Her gasp, sharp and unguarded, made my chest tighten. Knees threatening to buckle, every shiver, every ache-utterly exposed. I leaned closer, lips brushing her ear. "You're mine, gattina. Don't you forget it." ⸻ Isabella Rose Ledesma, 22, should have had a simple life: nursing school, exams, late-night study sessions with her best friend. She wasn't supposed to be noticed. Not by him. Lucian Dominic Vitale, 25, is whispered about with fear across continents. Cold-blooded, calculated, untouchable. A man who built his empire on violence, who bends the world with nothing but a word-and now, he's set his sights on her. One night, in the quiet shadows of a hospital hallway, he saw her-not just her face, not just her body, but the fire inside her. She didn't know it then, but that night, she became his-his weakness, his obsession, his possession. Even when he disappears without a trace, leaving only the memory of ice-blue eyes and ruthless control, Isabella realizes men like Lucian don't vanish. They haunt. They follow. They claim. Across cities, across oceans, he watches every move she makes-every stolen smile, every soft gasp, every secret thought. Lucian doesn't just want her heart. He wants her mind. Her body. Her soul. And when he comes back, Isabella will learn the truth: You don't run from the devil once he calls you his kitten. You kneel.

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