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Love with a Death Note

Love with a Death Note

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Sep 4, 2016
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Mystery
I can't stop thinking about what I have done. Was I even awake when it happened? How did I succumb to him so easily? I, who has never been swept off my feet even by the most monstrous storms? The words I have uttered then, are knives in my chest now. The regret I feel is eating me alive. "Were you lying about your feelings?" he dared to ask. I was. I wasn't? I don't know. I feel a fire burning in the pit of my stomach. He took advantage of me, of the innocence and purity in my heart, to lure me in his deepest desires, and bring to life his notorious fantasies. Was I a victim? An accomplice? Is it his fault.. Or mine? He took my emotions to a place they've never tasted before. My body shivered, my heart pounded, my breath thickened. I was at my weakest. I felt my world crumble under my feet. Does he know the harm he has caused me? Can he feel the ache in my heart? The blood running through my veins was boiling with desire. And then I woke up. Reality hit me in the face and pierced through my soul. I retreated. I knew I was standing too close to the fire, and I felt the heat of the flames across my core. "Do you hate me?" he asked. "I hate what you're doing to me," I thought to myself. I never knew I was this sensitive and fragile. I have the ability to remove him from my life, but I don't. Why? Why aren't I forgetting him? Why can't I do this? The story got way out of hands. "You won't be able to stay away from me and you know that." His words fell in my heart like a bomb and scattered it into a thousand pieces. Only thinking about his words makes me tremble. This is wrong, wrong yet so ecstatic.
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Unable to resist any longer, I closed the distance, pressing my lips gently against his. Our pace was slow at first, but then he lost control, and his kiss became rougher, more urgent. He pulled me onto his lap, straddling him. "Has anyone touched you here before?" Blake broke the kiss, his voice impossibly low as he lightly brushed his thumb across my hardened nipple. Ripples of pleasure coursed through me, and my groin began to throb, my underwear soaked with desire. My breath hitched from his touch, and I shook my head. He let out a light growl and pinched my nipple harder. "Has anyone touched these before?" he repeated. I whimpered, "No... no one but you." Blake let out a deep growl and kissed me roughly again. I was consumed by him. I tore my lips from his to suck in a much-needed breath. I could feel his arousal straining against my leg, his breathing heavy. _______________________________________________________ My name is Elara Whittingham. I am seventeen and have magical abilities. That may sound amazing, but my life is anything but sunshine and rainbows. You see, my parents are wanted criminals. They seek power and magical items to enhance their power to take over the world. As for me, I'm their only child and a disgrace to them as I don't agree with them. I've refused to use my magic around them for them. And suffer the consequences. One day, I build up the courage to run away and meet someone who helps me get into a magic academy, where my life begins to look up. I make friends, create enemies, and fall in love. Professor Blake Wade. Not only did he save me, but he is everything I could ever want or need in life. Without him, I don't know what would have become of me. But my life's not that easy. What happens when my past begins to catch up to me? When my lies began to crumble? When the truth of my identity is finally revealed? Will everyone I love still accept me?

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