Keepers of Nafrollia

Keepers of Nafrollia

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“Hello, Leyilaa.” I heard a voice ring through my mind again. “Who are you?” I thought these words and heard them ring through my mind. I wasn’t shocked at the sudden intrusion of my mind; I knew that this was how Keepers and Guardians communicated. “My name is Neirya and I am your Keeper.”
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WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES "You like this, don't you?" His voice was dark velvet, wrapping around me, sinking under my skin. I swallowed hard, refusing to answer, but my body betrayed me-the sharp inhale, the way my lips parted, the way my thighs pressed together. He noticed. Of course, he did. He stepped closer, eliminating the space between us, his heat overwhelming. "Say it." I shook my head, a weak attempt at resistance. His fingers traced up my arm, slow, teasing, until they reached my throat. He didn't squeeze, didn't apply pressure-just let his touch linger there, making me hyperaware of my own racing pulse. "Liar," he murmured. I exhaled sharply. "You're too close." His lips brushed my ear, not quite a kiss, just a whisper of warmth. "And you're not stopping me."

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