Alien Affair
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Mira was dripping wet from head to toe and had soaked his clothes, but he didn't care. The two of them gazed at each other for a moment, and it took everything in him not to rip the towel off of her and kiss every inch of her body. He wanted to worship her. He wanted to make her feel like a Queen, but she hadn't said the words. She had to say the words. He had promised her and himself that he wouldn't touch her until then. His hand began to slip from her face, and he had every intention of standing up and walking away to let her get dressed. But Mira's grip over his hand tightened, holding it in place, and her eyes lingered on his lips. "Tell me," he whispered, the need in his voice undeniable. Mira was terrified and electrified at the same time. She didn't want to give into him. She didn't want to lose herself in him. But it was no use. She couldn't deny it any longer. He was kind and understanding and patient and thoughtful... and incredibly sexy. "I," she was so quiet, he almost couldn't hear her. "I want you to kiss me." A smile swept across his face and he leaned in
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  • Blood Runs Thicker
  • Open for Negotiation
  • Bad is Better
  • Eve of Terra
  • Tale Of An Alien
  • Unexpected
  • Temptation
  • Irresistible Love

The first time Mira saw him, he was bleeding. A cold night. A flickering streetlamp. He sat on the curb, knuckles split, blood dripping onto the pavement like ink staining a page. She should have walked away. Should have pretended she didn't see him. But she didn't. Instead, she crouched beside him, her voice soft but steady. "Who did this to you?" He laughed-a low, bitter sound. "Does it matter?" Mira didn't know his name yet. But when their eyes met, something inside her recognized him. Not his face. Not his voice. His pain. Because she had the same kind buried in her bones. --- His name was Riven. And trouble followed him like a shadow. He never spoke about his past. Never explained the bruises. Never asked for help. But Mira saw the anger in his fists, the exhaustion in his shoulders. The war he fought every time he looked in the mirror. And despite herself, she stayed. Even when he told her to leave. Even when his darkness bled into her light. Even when she knew-this would destroy her. --- One night, he showed up at her door, drenched in rain, eyes empty. "I did something bad." Mira's breath caught. "What did you do?" Riven didn't answer. He just looked at her, jaw clenched, chest rising and falling like he was trying to breathe through whatever monster was clawing at his ribs. And she knew. It wasn't just a fight this time. It wasn't just another wound to clean up. He had crossed a line. And now, there were only two options-run, or drown with him. Mira should have been afraid. Should have shut the door, called the police, saved herself. But love made people stupid. So she stepped forward, wiped the blood from his cheek, and whispered, "Then we leave. Together." Because blood runs thicker than water. And love? Love was the thing that made you stay-even when you knew it would kill you.

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