(This is from Dante's POV or other wise known as Point of view.)
I was walking around the village. Everything was okay in the village it's self. I decided I should explore a bit, but plans changed. I heard this loud explosion and ran to the mountain by the village. I saw this girl who looked like my age with long, beautiful, Silky white hair. I picked her up and carried her to the village. (Two years later) I went to Sasha and we were best friends at the time. So I asked her, "Hey, uhm, Sasha? Would you like to..." *I hesitated for a moment* "I don't know... Go on a date with me?"
She had said "That Would be very nice...". (1 year later) "Hey, Sasha?", I asked. "Yes?", She replied.
"Since we're married and all, Well... I was wondering if maybe you wanted t-" *Sasha Kissed me before I could finish* "I know what you were gonna ask, If I wanted a baby.", She finished for me. "Y-Yeah", I answered. "I was wondering when you would ask me that.", She said to me. She got on top of me, pinning me to the ground. "I am a Virgin.", She said to me. "So am I.", I replied. "So.. Should we take this to the bed?", She asked. "We really should", I said. We went to the room and we started to strip each other until we were completely naked. I licked her clit, making her moan. She rested her clit on my cock. We changed positions so we both faced forward, not able to look at each other's faces. I put two of my fingers in her cilt, moving them up and down. She cummed a bit and later then I felt like I was gonna cum. It bursted out of her cilt, sending it everywhere on the bed sheets. We fell asleep and when we woke up, I realized we didn't use protection. (The end)
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.