The Broken United

The Broken United

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My name is Ghost. Or, more specifically, George. George Nightingale. I am 18 years old, and yet I am still one of the most feared men in the world. In a way. I became what I am today through 6 years of painful, sick, cruel, and inhumane torture. Literally, torture. They electrocuted me, experimented on me, and beat me to near death. But I escaped when I was 12, and my life has been hell ever since. Since I turned 14, I have been trying to find the people that made me into the monster that I am. And I won't stop, until I find them all, and stop them for good. --------------------- "Ma'am? May I please speak with you? I have a few questions for you." This asshat won't leave me the fuck alone. I'm tired, and I'm not in a good mood after what just happened during the debrief. My name is Rose Stormshadow, 19 years old. AKA: Raven, leader of Reaper 1 The most feared group of special soldiers in the world. And I'm not in a good mood right now, so lets see how this plays out, shall we?
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BOOK 3 "Dance with me Tallulah." His whisper slithered over my skin, tempting me to comply. I smirked as I brought forth my current, allowing it to course my skin. I put my hand in his expecting him to fall to the ground from my immense shock. He only smiled, clasping his long fingers around my hand, tugging me up from my chair. I gasped as he pulled me in, forcing my body flush with his. I called on my full power, letting my electricity flow through him. Why wasn't he reacting? Anyone else would have been screeching in paralyzed agony. He hummed as I tripled the amount of electricity that would normally kill a man. "I suggest you stop. All that powers making my cock hard." He whispered, letting his blood stained lips graze my ear. ~~~ Tallulah has been in hiding since she was a baby. As the first half demon child to walk the earth, her father, demon rebellion against the vampire royals, wanted to shield her from supernatural backlash. But it was her fate that worried him most. The fate that a certain horrible, emotionless royal would take her as his own. Her father preferred a mortal life for his precious Tallulah than suffer eternity mated to the heartless blood thirsty Augustus Vercelis. Augustus is formally known as Augostino Vercelis, royal throne holder of the undead. Although he is indeed a murderous vampire, he hadn't enjoyed the bloodied kill of his thirst in over 200 years. His curse had him bound to good nature. At least until he finds the mystery creature that holds the ultimate gift of soul-mated love. If he can have her, he is free to lead the life he pleases, with zero constraints. And he is determined to make Tallulah his when he feels her blade deep in his heart. She's a feisty little mouse, but he likes the chase. (Warning: This book has intense mature scenes! Kink shaming comments will be deleted. Augutus has lived almost a thousand years with zero emotional attachment to anyone, his love is an acquired taste and doesn't come naturally.)

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