Disaster of Bleeding Havens

Disaster of Bleeding Havens

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Five long years have passed since Amelia and her band of survivors vanquished the shadowy organization hell-bent on their destruction. Now, within the sturdy walls of Newhaven-the sanctuary they forged from the ashes of their past-fear lives in the shadows. The community thrives, swollen with joyful reunions and the promise of a future uncomplicated by the constant dread of annihilation. Or so it seems. Amelia's visions, once her most potent weapon, have grown murky and unreliable. Yet, one image pierces through the haze: an ominous force gathering at the horizon, their sights set on the blossoming haven. As whispers of unease begin to fracture Newhaven's unity, Amelia grapples with an impossible choice. Will she risk everything-the home they've built, the lives they've saved-to confront the encroaching menace, or will she stand shoulder-to-shoulder with her people as the walls of their sanctuary crumble beneath an enemy's onslaught?
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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