"We have waited long enough! We Devils have been banished in this forsaken place by the gods for a 60 thousand years! Now the gods have weakened they sealed themselves in there realm. An opportunity  has opened for us we shall take are land back. FOR THE GLORY OF DORGAMA!"

Six months later, somewhere in the Capital
The roll of her hips enticed him as he watched her working it. She smelled like baby powder. Just as the sound of her voice. He tried guessing her age, but each time he stared a little long his eyes drifted and rested on her vanilla ice cream coloured cleavage. Jenny's soft mounds began to disappear and so did parts of her outfits. Belly skin blouses replaced the bulky t-shirt that she wore the first couple of months. However as the muscular contours on her stomach appeared her confidence was on display.
Dusk was fast approaching and sky climb jump gym was practically desolate with the clink and clang of metal in the weights room. Jenny was squatting in front of the huge mirrors and the petals on her tights kept drawing Steven's eyes to the centre of her garden. Her nipples peaked in the black blouse and trickles of sweat rolled down her upper chest and then into the shallow ravine between her breasts.
The contrast of her attire was always flawless and colour coordinated and today's ensemble was no different. The red tights darkened as her sweat diffused and her smooth ice cream coloured skin glistened in the lights of the gym
 Her shy flash of teeth each time she squatted was slightly confusing, but Steven tried his hardest to hide his rising tide that stretched the boundaries of his under garments.
He groaned softly as he watched the bloom of her petals spread as the full moons of her cheeks reached the limit. 
There wasn't a ring on her finger, but he remembered her baby paunch when she had just joined the Gym. Bleached curly hair framed her face and her full pink lips were always pulling his attention from the freckles on her face, whenever Jenny was fully clad. 
Steven wondered what they felt like to be kissed, but somethings were meant to remain as pure fantasies.
Countless nights he sharpened his own carrot until its creamy contents sprayed into the brief he kept for those special occasions.
Tonight would be one of those nights just because of how stirring Jenny was in the Gym and for some unforeseen reason she turned on her heels and with her backs to the mirror he could see the garden even clearer. The v of victory was extremely pronounced and it made Steven struggle to breathe or even avert his eyes in time. It was as if Jenny wanted to catch him in the act of surveying the land that he wanted to plant his growing flag pole.
Her little nipples rose as Jenny saw Steven's excitement that he was struggling to cross his legs and turn away at the same time. 
"Omg she whispered at the sight of what the dark, sturdy structure of a man was trying to hide
Electricity ran down her spine and it stirred just below her tummy. The centre of her body throbbed, Jenny longed for a little intimate action and it was flattering that they guy had been taking her into winding. A smirk crept unto her lips as Jenny continued her reps. Jenny's southern lips felt the friction of the fabric and so did the ends of her breasts. She could not help but to react to visual stimulation and his shyness to try and hide his attraction.
Jenny sighed heavily, she wasn't into casual interactions but she missed the attention and the feel of hard muscle brushing against her skin and the feel of the soft downy hairs standing at attention as the urgency of friction built and built just before goose bumps rose. 
"Shaving cream I miss sex" she thought
I need batteries tonight, that bloody man has made me so horny, fudge! What a piece of ass he has in those tights. I'd love to grab it and sink my fingers into it. 
Ah! Jenny released the dumb bells in her hand as her whitened grips tried to get back blood as she imagined seizing the dark chocolate ass of the man she admired for months without sharing a word with him.
Two hours later Jenny turned on the warm water of the spa like shower and washed away the cold salt that had dried on her skin. The gurgle of the water running down the drain masked the sounds of the footsteps that had shuffled steadily through the frosted glass doors of the female change room. The tension in the lions of the black tights was just too much to bear. Stains of pre cum stained the pants and dried in a cloudy patch. His huge palm pulled the curtain away slowly and a gasp left his lips.
The glimmer and shimmer of water on her skin could have fixed erectile dysfunction after Covid 19. Jenny's head was beneath the rain headed waterfall and her hands propped her body. Her sexy curved spine channelled the water down into her crack. Creamy mounds begged to be cuddled but that was not on his mind as the plump centre caught his focus just as her tights had held his gaze earlier. 
Timidly he reached out to touch the heated and wet target. Steven's body shuck violently and then his eyelids fluttered open. Wildly his eyes roamed the room. 
"Shit it was a dream". He muttered and then reached for the special brief to wipe away the evidence.
One week later Steven's eyes lit up when he walked into the exclusive Sky climb Jump Gym and spotted the woman who had tormented his dreams for a week straight. 
"I need to break the ice he whispered to himself. With what though?  Maybe I should try a joke or just lurk around until she is in the weights room? Then I could be her spotter?"  Steven asked himself
Ah! That is it, finding a joke to make her laugh might be tricky, but then a quick thought crossed his mind
Yes she drove a 2019 Honda SUV. I can just use that to start a conversation
. Yes!, yes "he thought
"Sometimes I wish I was filthy rich and famous and my face would be plastered on social media, then it would be so easy to get a girl like that"
Steven took a deep breath and walked over to Jenny
He straightened and fidgeted with his gym bag and pulled it in front of him to hide his obvious excitement.
Jenny giggled
"It certainly took you long enough to build up the courage to finally say something Steven Maynard"
Jenny said with a bright smile.
"What!, how?" Steven replied and Jenny looked at him from head to toe as he stood with a befuddled look on his face 
"This young boy has no game" Jenny thought 
"I saw when you signed out last week and you have been watching me so intently for weeks Steven. Yes I would love to try a green juice smoothie one day" Jenny said softly
"Are you a stalker or a spy?" Steven asked as he stuttered Jenny's smile dried up slowly
"So why do I have to wait for you to ask first. I am a forthright woman. You noticed I never told you when I wanted the smoothie?" Jenny stated a matter a factly.
Steven could not help but to smile 
" I like a forceful woman" he replied
Hah she laughed. "Some men are intimidated by a woman that knows what she wants Steven. Hi I'm Jenny Lawrence. I hope I never offended by reading over your shoulder?  Come I need a spotter in the weights room and besides it gives you a chance to ask me all what I know you've been dying to ask." Jenny said confidently  
Steven's mouth fell open "Are you a psychic?"
"In a few weeks you might be asking something much more Steven" Jenny replied playfully as she walked ahead of him towards the weights room.
Steven gasped softly as he swore he saw a rose tattoo through the fabric of her white knee length tights on her left butt cheek.
"Oh god" He said softly as he surveyed the beauty of Jenny as she lay beneath him on the bench as she gripped the handle bars with the two twenty five pound weights and in her soft voice said "ready?"
His eyes roamed from her feet to her chin and back down as his bar almost touched the stainless steel bar that was firmly grasped in Jenny's hand
"Steven, stop lusting and focus" Jenny said in a raspy almost seductive voice
She giggled on her mind as she knew he was attracted to her and it felt nice to see a black man blush even though the blood in his body was rushing to his mid-section. 
"I still have it" Jenny thought as she heard his feeble reply "Yes".
Jenny pumped iron for more than ten minutes as she allowed Steven to talk about himself until she noticed the snake in his tights slowly fell asleep. 
"Damn I want to feel that, but let him sweat first" Jenny thought as she listened to the young Engineer talk.
Even though both social media platforms; pastbook and doogle had already told her most of what she was hearing. "Research, research" she thought as she heard his deep voice regale about his young life and his plans of entering a fitness competition and he wanted a partner.
Suddenly or was it premeditatedly a naughty thought crossed her mind and Jenny rested the bar in the cradle and reached up and freed the sleeping snake and before he could protest. Her lips were already over the head and sucking it softly. 
She heard a gasp gurgle in his throat, but his manhood responded instead. The mirror on the ceiling told the tale as she had Steven's tail wagging deeper and deeper in her mouth. The image of the dark, well rounded sausage contrasting with her vanilla ice cream skin only turned Jenny on more.
Steven's head felt as if it was about to explode as Jenny took him deep and into her throat. Her gag reflex was controlled as the 7" sausage almost disappeared to the hilt. His chocolate balls touched her lips as his juices squirmed in his sack. His thumbs pinched and froze on her peaking nipples. "Oh god I'm about to cum" Steven whispered
Slowly Jenny extracted him and whispered not yet as she clenched just after the base of his shaft. I want it first in its right full place Steven.
"Don't you want to sink it into my wet tight pussy first?" Jenny asked with devilish relish 
He pulsed in her hand and squirmed.
Jenny rolled over and tugged at the tights and then went unto her knees presenting Steven with two sides of the full moon. Her pink full kitty lips pulsating as her heart thumped deep in her chest.
Steven took aim and the sight of his rippled stomach positioned behind her backside in the mirror made Jenny grabbed her breasts and yelped softly as the hard member parted her sea.
The wet glistening post filled her inch by inch as the eager young bull entered her wet china shop and her knuckles turned white as the sweet juicy pain invaded her body. "Fuck" she muttered and trembled as her kitty roared akin a lioness. "Yes, yes" Jenny whispered work it boy work it. David Wedderburn was being pushed further and further from her mind
The young black steed pumped and turned every corner of her pulsating centre into a long winding drive way. Hissing and sweating as he worked her into a frenzy her kitty drooled and her hips gyrated backing up the wide load against the hardened steel of the Engineer feeling the matted hair of his pubis brushing and stroking her clit and ass as he dipped and sent pipe deeper and deeper.
His hand grabbed her hair like the reins of a horse and with each tug, he drove forcefully into her wet love sponge until he neighed like a horse. She had broken his resistance and his hose swelled about to pop off its load as Jenny reached and held his base again. 
She turned on her back and massaged his foreskin with its head slipping between her fingers and palm as she watched as Steven' s eyes rolled as his entire body stiffened. White thick milk sprayed on her breasts and lips. Squirt after squirt and pump after pump. She watched in ths mirror as his hot seed spray until the hose went dry.
"Eat me" Jenny whispered and she served up the pink vanilla.
His tongue was like a k beater and he mixed her kitty like a soft dough as he pinched and stroked her nipples. Jenny almost blew a valve as he licked and sucked her into heaven. His tongue touched her puckered and quivering space and his tip took her virginity. Jenny came with such a force that she rolled off the bench with Steven's hands and face being framed by her ass.
She floated on cloud nine 
"I never want to go back home ever again. I like being single, freedom to do the things I love and away from the responsibilities of being a wife and a mother". Jenny thought as she revelled in the sensations that still perused her body.
After a long pause in her thoughts 
"Oh shit, I forgot. I walked away from him. " Jenny muttered

Creston Chin a dashing prominient Lawyer falls for a woman that his wife Gloria would have never thought had a chance of stealing her man

Jenny Lawrence clawed her way back in life after being abused and raped as a child. Hardwork and determination were just a few of the words she lived by. However, she needed more than success in life to be happy and she found a friend and companionship in the arms of a man that wasn't her's.

Let the sparks fly and burn the house down when you are reading Seduction. From Jamaica to the World.

We are seduced by the things that we are most desperate to achieve or obtain. Despite the warnings that life provides, Jenny Lawrence hurtled towards a relationship with a man who she knows very little about. However, she had made an appointment somewhere in the past to be in the very situation she has now found herself. Creston Chin, educated with an enviable position in the society, must balance the blind scales of his marriage, true love, wealth and power, while being entwined in the struggles of the heart and sexual desire. 
Please enjoy this book and determine what sacrifices you would be willing to make your innermost desires become reality. Only you can determine what things have seduced you in life and if they are worth keeping.

Sad songs by illenium plays through her headphones while she stares silently out the window watching the trees pass by. While the sun slowly rises the bright orange color glowing through the leafless tree limbs, the november weather dropped from warm to cold pretty drastically I guess that's how you can tell it's winter time.
Amanda hates the cold but can't escape it unfortunatetly  since she and her family have been in their car for the last 8 hours going to their new home, she watches as their little toyota camry takes a left turn and rattles on down a dirt road after what felt like forever the car jerks to a stop.
Amanda, her brother John, her sister elizabeth, her mom Mary, and her dad Charles, all climb out of the car and almost simultaneously they all take a deep breath of the crisp cold air catching a hint of rain in the wind that chills them further the dead leaves rustling wildly about the yard. John and Eizabeth excitedly runs to the 4 story house to peek through the dusty windows, Amanda looks about the yard the grass a dead brownish green color from the cold the wrought iron fence around the house rusted here and there, she even caught a glimped of a swing tied to the tree in the back yard. Just as she is about to exlpore the back her mother calls her back to the car to help unload things, as she heads back to the car she gets a feeling of being watched so she takes a quick look around. After seeing no one she shruggs and continues walking to the car, upon arriving back to the car her mom hands her a box of books and tells her to bring it inside Amanda sighs and turns towards the house and takes a good look at it.
It's more beautiful in person than the pictures her parents showed her when they first told her about the move, the house was a beautiful mahagony color, ashwood color window sillscblack shingles on the roof, beautiful ashwood wrap around porch as well,  and she cant ignore that fatct that the bank had basically gave it to them for almost nothing, of course she had doubts of the banks generous offer. The papers said the house was built for a loved one in the late 1700's and then was used to be a hotel after the family passed away, looking at the house standing outside it's beauty is remarkable but something felt off here to Amanda.
Walking to the now open front door the inside is all dusty and empty the house will definitely need work to be restored to it's natural state, as soon as her foot crossed the thrushold of the door going iside the house the sense of wrongness grew stronger like she shouldn't be here but she brushed it off with a thought that it's probably cause it's an old house with history. With that thought in mind she continues walking to the study where bookshelves were built into the walls of the room, a beautiful grey stoned fireplace adorned the room, sun slowly crept into the room warming it up little bits at a time. She places the box of books down on the floor against the wall where the bookshelves are, then turns on her heel and walks out going back to the greeting area at the front door she goes to walk outside when she hears someone running upstairs. 
"Elizabeth?! John?! is that you guys?!"  Amanda yells, she gets no response thinking maybe they didn't hear her she walks over to the staircase and calls for them again up into the staircase but once again recieved no answer so she steadily climbs the dusty stairs, cobwebs hanging around dust motes flittering about in the sunlight coming from the windows the sound of running feet continues until she reaches the top floor. Once she reaches the top of the stairs she finds its just a short empty hallway and like the rest of the house it's cold and dusty, at the end of the hallway there is a white framed door with a brass knob she walks to the door and turns the knob but the door doesn't budge. 
"Hmm maybe it's locked, but I don't see why they would lock the door so that's weird." she says to herself, she tries the doorknob once more and when it failed to turn she turned around to walk away but as soon as her back was to the door it slowly creaks open. Upon hearing the creaking sound of it opening she turned back around and slowly walked to the door, the room was brighter than the other rooms andwhen she walked into the room it felt warmer than the other rooms which was strange but as she continues to walk further into the room she notices the room has a floor length mirror built into the wall a beautiful gold and brass framing the glass of the mirror.
 The mirror reflects every inch of the room perfectly which was interesting because usually mirrors would show in perfect detail the things closest to it, she stands there mesmerized by the beautiful mirror then she glances over at her reflection her redish brown hair brushing her shoulders her hazel green eyes and semi tan skin tone. Her heaphones still drapped along behind her neck with her green hoodie zipped up halfway exposing part of her black t-shirt she then looks down to her blue jeans and white tennis shoes which are now mostly covered in the dust she had been walking in. She sighs and shakes her head looking around again for her brother and sister but no one was in the room, 'maybe she imagined it? oh well' she thought as she heads back down stairs to the greeting area.

"One day the girl was there in the mirror then after that fateful night she just disappeared, was she a dream? a reflection? or something more?....." give it a shot to see if you would like this kinda story.

There were lights surging from Jiang Chen's fingertips. They hit on the mirror
surface.
Then some white rays appeared along the mirror edge. They kept spreading
until a spiritual seal was formed in the center.
Liu Feng's lips pressed into a hard line. His brows were knitted together.
"What is that?!" Tang Shiya was very surprised, especially because this
bronze mirror was right opposite to her bed!
"A real-time recording spiritual seal, which is to say, he can see the cabin, and
even hear the sounds in the cabin, from other places," Jiang Chen said with a
cold smile.
"Liu Feng, I didn't expect you to be such a dirty man!"
Tang Shiya flew into a rage. She threw her palm over and smashed the
bronze mirror into pieces, staring at Liu Feng at the same time.
"I knew nothing about it. I moved here not long ago."
Liu Feng tried to explain, but it wasn't convincing at all.
Jiang Jinghai arrived at this moment. He was very serious after learning what
this was about.
"Apprentice sister, I believe Liu Feng. It couldn't have been him. There must
be some misunderstanding," Jiang Jinghai said.
Liu Feng also said, "Apprentice sister, you can't just listen to him. He framed
me up."
Of course Tang Shiya didn't believe him. She didn't want to stay in the cabin
anymore, so she walked out with Jiang Chen.
"Apprentice sister, I'll arrange another room for you two. How does that
sound?" Jiang Jinghai hurried to say, expecting to calm Tang Shiya's anger.
Tang Shiya didn't refuse. She said to Liu Feng, "I'll report this to the school."
Liu Feng's face distorted. It wasn't because he was frightened, but because of
Tang Shiya's bad attitude towards him.
He looked towards the man behind all this. His eyes flamed with resentment.
"Watch out on the Sea Conqueror!" he said to Jiang Chen through holy
awareness.
"Be my guest."
Jiang Chen shrugged his shoulders. Then he followed Tang Shiya into
another room.
This time, Tang Shiya asked him to check the room carefully first.
"If you hadn't smashed the mirror, I would have proved it had something to do
with him," Jiang Chen said with pity.
"I was too angry to control myself." Tang Shiya was still in anger. Her face
was ghastly pale.
"I'll teach him a lesson for you," Jiang Chen said.
"Really?"
Tang Shiya was happy to hear that. That was exactly what she wanted to
hear from Jiang Chen.
"Of course."
...
At the same time, over the Sea Conqueror, the teams from the Shangguans
and the Mad Dragon Dynasty were discussing what to do next.
"The Sea Conqueror will sail at dusk. We'll lose track of them by then."
"I'm wondering whether they've already made a decision."
Two people flew out of the Sea Conqueror.
"General, the Ten Symbols Alliance said they would only accept two Spiritual
Venerables and five Martial Venerables."
"Lord, they also said we had to be at their disposal."
The two reported to different people.
"Go back. We'll take it from here."
The Dragon Generals of Fire and Water said to the two lords from the
Shangguans in a tough manner.
"You can't blame anyone for Duke Yan's death. He asked for it. You Mad
Dragon Dynasty just couldn't swallow it. However, Jiang Chen killed our
young master. You told us to go back?"
The Lord of Tiger responded in the same tough manner, laughing.
"We lost a Celestial Venerable. You only lost a Spiritual Venerable and a
young master."
"This is our task. We have to accomplish it!"
The Dragon Generals of Fire and Water refused to listen to them. They were
unwilling to yield even an inch.
Seeing the air charged with tension, the two teams took out their weapons
one after another.
Of course, in the end, there was no fight.
They both made a concession. Either of them would send a Spiritual
Venerable and half of the Martial Venerables.
The Mad Dragon Dynasty sent the Dragon General of Water, while the
Shangguans sent the Lord of Tiger.
They joined different Ten Symbols Alliances, waiting for their chances to take
action.
The Sea Conqueror sailed formally at dusk.
Overlooking it from the air, people could see the exterior of the Sea
Conqueror experiencing changes.
While the engine was booming, the Sea Conqueror was in a closed position.
Then the water around the ship rippled. The Sea Conqueror started to sink
into the sea quickly.
About ten seconds later, it disappeared. Only the sea surface was still
rippling.
"What a great technique."
The two teams exclaimed in the air, seeing such a big ship disappearing from
their sight.
They tried to follow on, but when they had dived into the water, they couldn't
see the Sea Conqueror.
When they had reached the deepest part they could reach, and they could
see nothing else but darkness, they still couldn't find the Sea Conqueror.
However, they were given a scare by the fierce beasts in the sea targeting at
them. They hurried to go back into the air.
On the other side, Jiang Chen and Tang Shiya's room door was closed
automatically. And it had been locked.
The rooms on the first floor had windows, so they could see the outside world
in the deep sea, illuminated by floodlighting.
Jiang Chen pressed his hands on the wall. He finally realized why there was
so little room on the ship.
Because the ship was under a great deal of pressure in the deep sea, and it
had to travel at least as fast as a Venerable.
The small space in the room was to guarantee their safety.
Their bodies would be torn apart by the pressure if they stayed outside the
room.
"No wonder it needed the Top Ten Sects and Schools to work together to
build it."
Jiang Chen exclaimed. He could build such a ship, but if all by himself, from
design to the collection of materials to the construction, it would take him at
least ten years.
Human resources were more important than material resources.
"Jiang Chen, look out when we arrive."
Tang Shiya suddenly put on a serious face. She said, "Where the Sea
Conqueror is going isn't a resourceful place, but a forbidden place!"
"A forbidden place?"
Jiang Chen was shocked. The name had told it was a dangerous place.
"But there are many chances indeed. It's just very dangerous. The Sea
Conqueror is sailing underwater to avoid others' detection, but it's also
because it's sailing towards a forbidden place."
"If we go there by air or by sea surface, we'll suffer huge casualties."
In the end, Tang Shiya said, "These are secrets. You can't tell others."
&quot;Got it.&quot;
Jiang Chen also knew why she had waited until then to tell him, because the
room was soundproof, and it was even impervious to holy awareness.
In other words, they were like in a cell.
However, no prisoners would have a company as pretty as Tang Shiya.
Jiang Chen suddenly looked odd at the thought of an environment like this.
And he smelt the fragrance on Tang Shiya's body.
Tang Shiya suddenly leaned on the window, breathing rapidly and as pale as
a ghost.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Chen said in a caring tone.
"No, nothing. I just felt panicked at the thought that we're in the deep sea and
there could be all kinds of giant beasts outside, and the darkness."
Tang Shiya said, "I heard from my sibling disciples that it was a normal
reaction."
Jiang Chen gave her some water.
"Jiang Chen, could you hold me in your arms?"
Sitting on the bed, Tang Shiya turned red. Her voice was barely audible.


The war of gods left the earth no winners, but a broken world.
Thousands of years later, the soul of the God of war created a new world from the ruins.
Nine reincarnations for the same one belief.
A youngster looked up at the starlit sky with his sword in hand.
Monsters, demons, evil persons…Whoever had the nerve to damage this world would end up dying.
To see how a youngster got onto the top of the world little by little, inherited the soul of the God of war, and defend his own world!


I rocked slowly back and forth with my son in my arms, feeding him a bottle of formula. He was beautiful with dark blonde, soft curls and bright green eyes, a normal six-month-old baby, even though he was only a few weeks old. Amy said that Jase would be full grown within ten years and I planned to enjoy every moment of it. He would also live a long life. Amy was living proof of it. She was technically sixty-two years old, but didn't look a day over twenty-five.
"Are you ready?" she asked as she walked through the door. She crossed the room and held her arms out to take my son, my Jase. "It's time."
I handed him to her with a sigh. "If I must." 
"Unless you want to give your honeymoon tickets to me," she teased. "I've always wanted to go to Aruba."
"Not on your life," I said, smoothing my white dress as I rose from the rocker. It wasn't your typical wedding dress, but it suited me well. It was satin with white spaghetti straps and a white lace overlay in an A-line style, and fitted at the bust, falling loosely over my flat stomach. After I had Jase, Lance fed me his blood and it healed me completely. I didn't look as if I had just had a baby.
"Well, well, well! Don't you look absolutely stunning?" Rosa announced as she burst through the door without knocking.
"Thanks, hon," I said, giving her an air kiss next to her cheek, careful not to smudge my lipstick.
"Come here and let's fix your veil," she said, pulling out a chair in front of a mirror for me to sit in.
Jase suddenly cooed. I looked over and Amy was showing him her bracelet. "You spoil him too much," I teased.
"Hey, he's my little man! I have to spoil him!" Amy said in self-defense, cooing to Jase.
I laughed, turning my attention back to the mirror as Rosa draped the white lace over the top of my head and down my back. Blonde tendrils framed my face. The sides of my hair were pulled up and the back of my hair fell into pristine curls over my shoulders. 
"You look lovely," Rosa said, bending down to look at me in the mirror, with her hands on my upper arms. 
I smiled with tears in my own eyes, too. Rosa meant the world to me. After the baby was born, she was now not only my best friend, she was a part of my family.
"Okay, you two!" Amy interrupted, shifting Jase on her hip. "Leila, you'd better get down to that altar before another woman snatches him up!"
"Yeah, like me!" Rosa teased.
I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Hey, wait a minute! You're already married!"
"Just a minor technicality," Rosa replied, giving me a wink. 
After Jase was born, she couldn't help but notice his unprecedented growth rate. Against my better judgment, I told Rosa Lance's secret, that he was a vampire. At first, she didn't believe me. But when she saw that I wasn't laughing, she sobered and took me a bit more seriously. After a few trying days, she accepted it and made her peace with Lance, saying that if I was happy, then she was happy, too. After swearing her silence, she and her husband, Henry, had become a part of our family. They had no children of their own, so they both spoiled Jase rotten. I couldn't ask for a better friend.
I stood up and walked over to the mirror. I was a lucky woman. After having seen Steven, I was finally able to forgive him and myself and put the past behind me. Our mistakes really didn't matter. What mattered now was the love that we had once shared. I would always have it in my heart, allowing me the freedom to move on with Lance. I adjusted the veil that fell over my shoulders in a soft white lace pattern that cascaded halfway down my back, and then checked my makeup in the mirror one last time, feeling every inch a fairy princess.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. 
"You'd better not be Lance!" Amy yelled through the door, and then flung it open.
Standing in the doorway was Drake Summerfield. "May I come in?" he asked, already stepping into the room, looking dapper in his black tuxedo and white shirt. 
"You'd better, since you're giving me away," I said, crossing the room. Since he had come to our aid in the war against the werewolves, he and Lance had become even closer than before. He also facilitated the negotiations between the vampires and the werewolves, and there was peace among the species once again.
Kellen had taken Charlotte's place and was now Lance's right hand man. Lance and Kellen had known each other for centuries, and since Kellen had helped to stop the war, Lance couldn't think of a person he trusted more with his affairs than Kellen.
After I healed, Amy and I perfected the sunlight serum and now vampires can walk freely in the sun. So far, once a vampire receives three injections over three days, the radiation blocking levels are raised and there is no need for further injections. Kellen is living proof, although we still monitor him to be sure.
After we developed the sunlight serum, Raven unlinked herself from Lance, true to our word. Raven remains a strong ally today. 
Everything in our lives seemed to fall into place after Jase was born, and there has been peace between the species once again.
"Are you ready?" Drake asked, patting my hand as he led me from the room. We walked down the dark hallway and past the stained glass windows in the lobby of the old church, Saint John's Church in Preston Village, Brighton, England-the English village of Lance's youth.
"I can't believe that you left Las Vegas to get married," Rosa teased, shaking her head as she handed me my bouquet of flowers. "After all, Las Vegas is the marriage capital of the world."
I shrugged, smiling. "I love you, too, Rosa," I said, giving her another air kiss next to her cheek. "Thanks for being here."
Then, she placed a hand gently on the side of my face and looked directly into my eyes. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world, baby. You look lovely." Then, she glanced down the aisle and into the church. "Now, go get your man." 
As I stood in the doorway of the quaint church, filled with our family and friends, I took stock of my life, and how wonderful it was going to be. I looked over the church and was glad to see that Kellen had even brought Crissy with him. Everyone stood as the Wedding March started to play. I was suddenly knocked speechless, not by the lovely white arches on either side of the aisle or large, beautiful glass windows, but by the only person that existed in my world at the moment: Lance.
He looked gorgeous in his black tuxedo, white shirt, and ascot tie. His perfect dark, wavy hair was combed away from his face, and his lovely green eyes shone brightly as a broad, triumphant smile spread across his face  and he was mine. As I took in the sight of him waiting for me by the altar at the end of the aisle, I knew that I would be  eternally his.
END OF VOLUME ONE




Sophie Slade is the author of paranormal and contemporary romance. She started writing at the age of fourteen when she took a Creative Writing class and she was hooked. After college, she worked as a reporter, but went back to her first love--writing fiction. Sophie believes that love conquerors all, which is reflected in her stories. Sophie has a Bachelor of Arts in Communications, News Editorial sequence, from the University of Tennessee at Martin, and a minor in English. She currently resides in Florida with her husband, children, a persnickety cat, and a very bossy dog. Look for her books anywhere books are sold.

As the head of the North Vampire Coven and owner of Caprice Casino and Club Moroii, alpha-male billionaire Lance Steel has more money and incredible good looks than any one man deserves. He is a great husband and father, but he’s also a vampire. His wife, Leila, is human and his son is a dhampir—half human and half vampire—but in order to live a human life with his wife and son, he wants to become human again.

As a brilliant doctor and scientist, Leila has developed a sunlight serum, and friends Amy and Elias are working on a cure for vampirism, but is Lance willing to give up his vampire and become human again for his family? Or will his decision cost him the lives of his wife and son, and the destruction of his entire coven? Which path will he choose at the crossroads?

WARNING 18+: This book contains material that may be considered offensive to some readers, which includes graphic language, explicit sex, and adult situations.


The sun began to set outside of a small window. Its rays lit up a simple room. It had cream walls and a wooden flooring. White polka dots covered the purple blanket and pillows. A worn out faux fur carpet laid on the bottom, peeking out from under the bed.

On the other side, Everlee stood in front of her full length mirror. She clenched her towel, making sure it stayed up and around her body. A pair of uneasy brown eyes stared back at her. Cropped black hair framed her heart-shaped face. Droplets of water trickled down her neck.

She raised a hand and swept back the front, running her fingers through.

She could almost imagine her luscious scarlet hair as they fell onto the floor. Her round eyes drooped as she reminisced the memory. She could hear the snip of the scissors as they cut it. Gone were the long and wavy locks. At the base of her head, spiky stubs pricked her fingertips lightly. 

She took a deep breath.

Faint words echoed inside her head.

'If you want this job, you need to be invisible.'

The statement jolted her awake. She shook her head, tossing out the negative thoughts. It was just hair! It would grow back. She hadn't lost it forever. The day would come for her to see those lush waves again.

Until then, she wouldn't brood over it.

Everlee pressed her lips together. She forced her expression to harden, glaring at her reflection. Her grip tightened on the towel. Today was her first day at work. She passed the interviews. She overcame the tests. She surpassed all the other applicants.

Yet, today could also be her last.

Fire simmered in her blood. She wouldn't let that happen. She would not fail. 

Before she went home, they had given her first task—an assignment consisting of five rules. She closed her eyes and repeated them in her mind like a mantra. 

The moment she said them aloud, they would become a commitment to her heart.

"One," she spoke firmly. Determined brown eyes flashed on the mirror. "Don't draw meaningless attention."

Her feet walked with purpose. She opened the cabinet and spotted her office wear. She pulled it off the hanger, inspecting every inch. Not a crease nor a stain was in sight. She nodded and laid it on her bed.

As Everlee took off the towel, she recited her next rule, "Two, speak only when spoken to."

"Three," she continued, grabbing the black tunic. She slipped it on. "Avoid unnecessary affiliation with the boss."

She pulled up the pair of matching slacks. She tucked in the hem of her top and buckled buttoned the waistband. The cut was straight. It gave her zero shape, deeming it perfect for her position. 

She stretched her arms.

"Four! Never interfere with his personal matters!"
The words came out louder than the rest. Everlee knew her habit of being nosy. She meddled in previous affairs before. That habit would cease from today onwards. She wrapped the coat around her shoulders, cramming her hand through the sleeves.

"And five…" She brushed out the collar and straightened the lapels. "Always follow his orders."

Strolling back to the mirror, Everlee craned her neck. She took out a pair of glasses from the break pocket and slid it up her nose. Her vision became a little clearer. After long nights of studying, she relented and bought the square frames. She couldn't afford her eyesight to deteriorate further.

She needed to be in pristine condition.

Just like the way she looked at the moment.

Everlee smirked at her amazing work.

"Why, hello, Ms. Secretary."

She shifted her feet, checking her reflection at different angles. Her dark coat followed her shape. It was cinched at the waist. Thus, it showed the curve of her back and her sides. It looked really good—especially for something that she bought from a thrift store. Her outfit almost seemed brand new.

It always delighted her to find cheap buried treasure.

"Eve!" A voice shouted from downstairs. 

"Yeah?" Everlee continued to admire her new look. She was unsure before but she started feeling it. It made her feel empowered for her new job. With this boost of confidence, she'd reach her goal in no time. 

"Aren't going to be late?"

"What?!" Eve snapped her head towards the clock. Alarm bells rang in her ears. She bolted away from the mirror and grabbed her essentials. She wiped the watch off her dresser, binding it around her wrists.

She turned around in circles. Rising panic seeped through her nerves. If she didn't leave any second soon, she'd miss the bus. If she missed the bus, she'd be late. If she came late, she'd be dragged out the door. 

Buh-bye, high salary.

Buh-bye, future pay raise.

Buh-bye, funds for her siblings' education.

"Blast it! Where are my shoes?!" Everlee screamed. 

"They're by the door!" 

"Oops."

She grabbed her bag and sprinted out of the room. Her footsteps thudded down the staircase. 

"Woah!" Andie gasped as her best friend reached the last step. She leaned against the doorway of the kitchen, her dirty blonde hair swaying. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you really going to live your life this way?"

Everlee slipped on the leather heels. She had opted for flats but after some mental debate, she realized that the pumps had some merit—two of them, at least.

1) The extra height boost, and 
2) the chance to not be mistaken as male.

She shook her head, one hand on the door knob. She showed Andie a smile to reassure her best friend's worries. "It won't be like this forever. Besides, it's only for work. You'd still see me dress like I usually do."

"Yeah, but…" Andie protested, "Quit once your siblings graduate, okay? No matter how high the pay is, it's not worth it if you can't be yourself."

Everlee merely shrugged, pulling the hem of her coat. "I don't know. I think I'm digging this."

Mischief sparked underneath stormy blue eyes. "I wonder what Jarret would think if he saw me with you in this getup."

"You... are an evil munchkin." Eve commented, staring back with a deadpan expression. She opened the door and waved her hand. "See you later, Andie. Don't listen to your inner devil and give your boyfriend a break from your schemes."

Andie snorted. "See you, Eve. Take care."

When the door closed, she heaved a sigh. She stood alone in their apartment. It was shabbier than most luxurious condominiums but it was home. It was more than enough for a pair of fresh college graduates. 

Her gaze flickered to the front door.

If her best friend wanted money, why didn't she join show business? Why did she choose to be an assistant? Andie had no doubts that Eve would stun the masses. She had a unique beauty that only the right camera would find.

After a while, the savory scent of baked lasagne wafted in the air, flowing out of the oven. Andie's mouth watered from the sensation. She pushed her thoughts aside and went back to the kitchen. 

Maybe after some time in the production company, her best friend would change her mind.

A secretary faces a difficult choice: to join or not to join a dating site for the most eligible bachelor alive,

Her boss. However, he can't know it's her on the side of the screen. Just when she thinks it's over, more difficult things await—like meeting in real life.

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"You're not about to carry me out in bridal style again, are you?"

"Do you want me to?" He couldn't help but smirk. Her face from their date surfaced in his memories. He found it just as amusing as back then. Revenge never tasted sweeter. Would she make the same reaction right now? 

It was tempting but the venue wasn't the best place for it.

"No!" Eve protested a little too loudly. She pressed her fingers against her mouth and scanned the premise. As she predicted, hundreds of eyes watched them. A groan escaped her lips. She buried her face on the side of his chest, inhaling his cologne.

"Are you sure?" Ambryan asked, genuinely concerned now. He held her chin and raised it. His violet eyes met her hazel ones. The blush on her cheeks had magnified in saturation. He couldn't tell anymore if it came from embarrassment or the alcohol.

Either way, it intrigued him on how much redder she could possibly be.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I'd be gentle this time."

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As a secretary, Eve knew affiliations between her and her boss were forbidden. She must stay in his shadow where she didn't pose a threat to his lovers and his admirers. She had taken measures to fit the job, even changing her style of appearance. 

Ambryan Hathaway, CEO of Eros Productions, disliked false information. The only ones he allowed were the ones he initiated himself—mainly about his love life. In order to please his mother, he had participated in the game of love with a string of flings. 

Unfortunately, his mother had enough. She must find a way for him to open his eyes and his heart to meeting the right girl. That one spark would be enough for her son to consider marriage.

And who would be the better candidate than his own secretary? Will the screens pull them closer together or push them further apart? 

An office romance like no other!


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Average Words: 1.5k per chapter
Disclaimer: Set in modern day of a fictional country, everything in this novel is fictional. Any similarities with real life's event is purely coincidence

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The news of the Sage Kings' death spread like candy boxes in an assembly of hyperactive children. And so, as the mutant hordes carried on with their ceaseless faction pillage, the leaders of the higher Ranges unanimously contacted their superiors in Heaven to ask for guidance. 
"24 Emperor-level plaguebringers of alien features have risen in the Second Range, subdued it at blitzkrieg speed, and set sight on the third. At this pace, it won't be long before they topple our bases in the Sixth Range." Though framed somewhat differently, depending on the faction, this message reached all Holy Lands' headquarters. Clearly, the branches in the Mountain Edge World couldn't see through the 24 Heralds' abilities and just gave the most alarming assessment they could to prompt their bosses into immediate actions. 
But having witnessed the terror of the alien beasts firsthand, the Truth Scrying Grotto wisely chose to sit this one out, giving celestials and monsters the opportunity to defend their homeland's cultivation world. Unfortunately, as leaders of enemy forces, the Holy Lands each had their own load of skepticism and selfish interests to consider. And so, this happened:
"24 Emperors? One faction overnight produced 24 Emperors? Equipped of what Mandate? The Mandate of Bullshit?" The World Beast Emperor, muscle-boss of the seven Beast Emperors leading the Monster Paradise, asked his Mountain-Edge World subordinates through a transmission mirror. In his white lynx ears, the news was simply not credible. If producing Emperor-level expert had gotten simpler than farming peas, shouldn't the Holy Lands all disband their factions to start tilling the land? Unless the 24 ambushed and beat him till he stood half-an-inch from death, he would never believe it. And who could blame him? In those aged monsters' ears, the Emperor-level was the mythical altitude they chased for a lifetime. If not for the Devil Stones, none of the Beast Emperors would have broken through the final hurdle. 
More importantly, the Truth Scrying Grotto aside, the Holy Lands knew very well of their rivals' Emperor-level experts. The Saint-Empress Court had Dilnaz, two Grand Empyrean Princesses, and two outsiders that all broke through thanks to the Devil Stones. In sheer Emperor numbers, this placed them at the bottom of the Holy Lands, equal to the Slaughter Syndicate. However, in the Heavenly Dream Land's Imperial Hierarchy, Dilnaz ranked third. Her strength plus the Empyrean clan's vast resources enabled the Saint-Empress Court to outpace the Monster Paradise. 
The Slaughter Syndicate excelled at vice and murder. A pity that the various branches had too much independence, with their five Emperors bound only by the desperate need to resist the other Holy Lands. 
Thus, from bottom to top, we have the Slaughter Syndicate, the Monster Paradise and the Saint-Empress Court, all ranking below the Serpent Domain and its 18 Emperors. It therefore comes as no surprise that those factions were often forced to cooperate to restrain the Serpent Domain's conquests. Now, in a matter of weeks—days even—a faction with more Emperors than Heaven's most-spoiled clan had risen…who could believe such a tale? The World Beast Emperor didn't. 
Fortunately for the Monster Paradise, he was only the muscle-boss. The White Fox Emperor, brain of the organization, took the matter a lot more seriously. "The Mountain-Edge World has become the capital of the Ten-Thousand Sects War, most accessible inheritance grounds gather there. Its environment changes are the fastest of all mortal worlds, and in just a few centuries, the resources our subordinate branches produce there will exceed what we grow here in Heaven. Regardless of how we handle this Plague Worshiping Cult, this is a world we cannot afford to lose," the White Fox started. But as his six brothers nodded to support his words, his tone changed drastically. 
"However, what's the point of controlling the richest land if we do not have the manpower to administrate it? When the Truth Scrying Grotto emerged from the shadows and spread its knowledge to our world, how many refused to believe them? If not for that Soul Emperor's demonstrations, we would still not be taking them seriously. When the Devil Stones descended and granted us the chance to break through to the Emperor level, how many couldn't believe their eyes. This world hides a plethora of ancient forces, tools and principles we do not understand, so what gives us the audacity to dismiss this new threat as 'Bullshit?'" Unable to refute the White Fox's words, the World Beast Emperor snorted, and left all handling of the situation to his wiser brother's hands. 
"They scour the cultivation world to exterminate all non-deities. Meanwhile, they capture and force Gods to build statues of a young man they dub the Holy One. At first glance, this seems to be a gaudy and unrefined herd of over-buffed sheep. But anyone or thing that can unleash 2.4 billion experts of God-level strength or above, isn't what we can single-handedly challenge. Immediately withdraw all our troops in the Mountain Edge World. We must contact the Slaughter Syndicate, Saint-Empress Court and Serpent Domain for…a coalition. If need be, we must not hesitate to obliterate the Mountain-Edge World," the White Fox ordered through the transmission mirror, scaring his fellows and subordinates out of their wits.
"Aren't you overreacting? Such a coalition will put us right under the Serpent Domain's leadership. Assuming that 24 Emperor-level plaguebringers lead those hordes, this matter is likely connected to the Son of Heaven. With the relationship we've built, shouldn't we exploit this chance to dispose of our enemies?" The Barrier-Breaking Millipede's high-pitched voice echoed, but as he stared at a projection of mutant packs tearing through celestial cities, the White Fox thought otherwise.
"I sure as hell hope it's not. These folks don't look open to discussion to me. If this is indeed our Extreme Yin Sir's work, we've been treating our worst enemy as an ally," he whispered, then dispatched a series of mental message. Driven by self-interest, the Slaughter Syndicate agreed to the coalition, but refused to abandon its base. In the two other factions, however, the situation wasn't that simple.


“I admit defeat. There is no one more shameless and deceitful than Harun under the vast Heavens. He’d fool demons and gods with his innocent face, then screw them over with a triumphant gloat,” said the Devil Ancestor, first witness to Harun’s delightful misdeeds. 

Harun, Plague Overlord of the Noxious Flame World, ascends to Heaven after 150 years of cultivation. At first expecting celestial wine and phoenix meat, Harun instead faces the harsh reality of once more being the underdog. 

Soon he falls victim to a conspiracy aimed at his unique left eye, must escape the clutches of Heavenly Gods, Empyrean Monarchs and divine clans—and win the 10,000 Sects War. 

But all those mighty deities and hegemonic forces forgot to take one thing into account: they’re dealing with a cunt. A clever cunt with enough venom to drown a state. 

Follow Harun as he evades calamity, obtains a Sect Founder System, and goes on to establish history’s number one sect with the tears of his swindled foes.

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"What do you mean its beyond your permissions"  Eiji scowled. "Currently Amy is only capable of providing already publicly accessible information, the information you are looking for would require Amy to investigate further", "Okay then investigate further then" he snapped "Gladly! For just 4.4 million points a month Amy will install the skill "investigate" ,confirm or deny". "What!, those prices are extortionate." "I'm sorry you feel that way master" Amy was cursing in their heart that they got such a cheap master.

Eiji tutted his horrible temper making an appearance. "Well what CAN you do then". "If master wants Amy can help provide you with the nessecary steps to help you find more information about the original Simon's death." 

"Finally some good news, do that." Amy's eyes glowed and in a projector like fashion a screen displaying information appeared in front of him. 

TASK: Find out who killed the original Simon Rhea.
☆Unlock Hint 200 points☆
or
☆Unlock Hint 1,000 points☆

Eiji almost spat blood when he saw that even the hints were priced. "Amy prides themselves on their reasonable pricing (✧∀✧)	" 

"Reasonable my ass, how many points do I have anyways" "Master currently has 1,000,000 points, as deposited by Al'Gamoth." 

Hmm that's not too bad "Amy, what's the diffrence between the 200 point hint and the 1,000 point hint"
 "Naturally, the more expensive hint will provide much more precise information and help you complete the task much quicker and at 1,000 points its quite the steal" Amy said putting on their best customer service voice on.

True in the grand scheme of things 1,000 points wont make much of a dent in his 1 million points Eiji thought. "Fine, Amy unlock the second hint for 1,000 points."

"Purchase hint for 1,000 points" two buttons displaying the words confirm or deny appeared in front of Eiji, he clicked confirm. "Congratulations on your purchase". The task menu shifted and the hint appeared.

TASK: Find out who killed the original Simon Rhea.
☆Unlock Hint 200 points☆

☆(Unlocked Hint 1,000 points)
• Befriend Bijou Lazuli (0%)
•Have Bijou teach you magic (0%)
☆
"Who's Bijou Lazuli?" Amy's projecter eye thingy flashed and the screen in front of him changed into a descriptive profile.

••••••••STATUS•••••••
Name: Bijou Ajax Lazuli 
Age : 24 (y/o)
Gender: (M)
Race: Human 
Title(s): Crown Prince, Magic Swordmaster, The Demon of Humanity, Fiancee of Lisa Stowood 

----------Statistics----------
Strength: 76
Intelligence: 49
Vitality: 60
*Magic: 88

------Character Study-----
Bijou is the 4th Prince of the Human Kingdom and is the most promising out of all his brothers. He is the most talented swordsman in the empire   and is proficient in self enhancement magic. He is mostly found on the battlefield commanding his army against the Demonic forces but is in the castle currently on holiday. People describe him as serious and a workaholic but he is kind once you get him to loosen up around you. He likes cats and people with refreshing personalities. He dislikes spicy food.
☆Unlock more information for 2,000 points☆

Finally some good information he can work with, this Bijou guy is practically a walking golden ticket. If he could get close to him, his life in the castle will be especially smooth sailing!

Eiji stretched once again and began strolling around his room, examining what was now his possessions. Simon didn't own any lavish belongings and his room in the castle was  practically the size of a prison cell, if not a bit bigger. There was a bed, a dresser with a few pairs of clothes and not much more. It seemed like it was an early winter morning maybe around 2am, there was no heating and Eiji could feel the chill starting to settle into his bones.

He ran his fingers through Simon's coarse copper hair and was overtaken with curiosity to examine more of his new body. "Amy, give me your cheapest mirror", "Confirm or Deny, purchasing hand held mirror for 20 points" "Confirm". A mirror materialised from the air and dropped onto the bed. "Your remaining balance comes to 998,980" 

The original Simon was always someone who didn't care too much about his appearance, in fact he did his best to hid away delicate and effeminate features with his coarse long hair, that Eiji blissfully hacked away at with a pair if scissors he found in his belongings to uncover the face hiding beneath.

Simon's features where a lot different from Eiji's features. Eiji's past features where sharp and handsome giving him an almost devilish, sexy appearance, Simon's features however where round and pretty giving him an innocent look.  His long lashes framed his gentle green doe eyes and his lips where formed in almost constant pout. 

"Good, very good" Eiji thought "This is definitely an appearance I can use to my advantage" he mouth turned upwards in a smirk unbefitting of the angelic like face it donned. 
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•
Simon worked as an assistant to one of the War Council Strategists, but he was basically a glorified personal servant. In between running errands around the castle and filling in paperwork there was hardly any time for him to even see Bijou much less interact with him. 

That didn't stop him however, he spent his free time planning and plotting how to make the first move. He got friendly with some of the castle maids and learned that Bijou like to spend his early mornings training alone in the castle gardens but requested not to be disturbed by any of the staff. With this information he finally started to put his plan into motion.
•
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•
Eiji stood outside the gardens irritated, "Who the hell gets up this early, it's FREEZING" his face was pulled into a scowl, buy remembering his mission he calmed his emotions. Bijou was probably aware of his presence already so there was no point in hiding or waiting any longer, he marched closer to the centre of the gardens. 

A few steps in he was stopped by a voice "Who goes there", the irritation and command was clear in his tone. Eiji turned to the direction the voice was coming from and sucked in his breath "Holy Shi-" his thoughts where stopped by the imposing deep voice speaking again "How many times have I told the staff not to inturpet my morning training, get out before I personally throw you out!" Eiji who was distracted by Bijous killer physic snapped but into reality. "Um... I....I'm sorry Prince Bijou" "Well if your sorry then get out" "NO! I...I" Eiji made the panic clear in his eyes, he wasn't previously a renowned actor for nothing "PLEASE TEACH ME HOW TO USE MAGIC, PLEASE!"

Bijou circled around the now bowing Simon "Okay...."

Eiji the lover of an extremely powerful Demon is reincarnated, as an apology for causing accidentally pushing him into the reincarnation circle, he grants our trashy hoeball protagonist some OP ability's in his next life.




THIS IS R18 BL SMUT

I can't believe it, these morons wanted to go to a club?!? They do know we have school tomorrow, it wasn't even the weekends. "No" I answered when Sasha wanted to go to the club with Hange and Levi
-10 minutes ago-
I heard a knock on the door when I was drinking some mint tea Levi made, I gently set down my cup and walked over to the door. Levi was cleaning the bathroom, I opened the door to see Sasha there. "Oh hey Sasha" I said, "Hey Mikasa, can I come in?" she asked. "Sure" I opened the door for her and she went inside. I leaned on the counter, "So, what is it?" I asked. "Well.Hanji  thought it would be a good idea to go to a club to celebrate starting school." she replied. "Well, I'm not going." I replied, I don't like clubs, the music is too loud, and so many weird ass creeps. Plus, we have school tomorrow. 
"Oh c'mon please?" asked Sasha again, "No, I'm not going" I repeated. "What if Hange you tutor me? You're always cringing at my bad grades." said Sasha. I thought about it, Sasha's grades were the worst I've ever seen and she won't be able to go onto the next grade if she keeps it up, that could lead to bigger consequences... but when I offer to help her she's too stubborn and keeps saying she's fine by herself. *Sigh* alright fine, "Sasha's smile grew, "Alright get ready is 20 minutes! Then meet in the hallway!" Sasha ordered. I nodded, I forgot Levi was there but he didn't say anything the whole time. "Oh captain! I'll do the cleaning for a week if you come!" said Sasha before he left. "Two weeks Blouse", he bluntly said. "Deal!" Sasha exclaimed then he left. Levi got up and went to his closet as did I, I didn't have any dresses. I heard the door slam open and before I could see who it was, I got dragged to a room. I saw Hanji and Sasha panting from sprinting me over to their room. "So why am I here?" I asked, "We've already got this, we saw it coming." Hanji said. I saw Sasha wearing a green spaghetti strap dress with two inch black heels, and her hair was in a braid. Hanji wearing a black blouse with white short jeans and black boots and wore her hair in a ponytail. Sasha wore some mascara, highlight, blush, and lip balm. Hanji was just wearing some mascara and a bronze eyeshadow. 
Sasha ran and got a halter thigh length black red dress with black lace and outlines on it. It had  black strings across the chest and a white bow on the back.  She also grabbed some two inch black heels and red hair pin, she brought it over and shoved me and the clothes into their bathroom. I came out. of the bathroom. Hanji then slightly curled my hair into a wavy down look. 
They then proceeded to put mascara, blush, and lip gloss on me. I looked in the mirror. 
I looked in the mirror a bit overwhelmed, we were just going to the club, and yet it was the first time we dressed like this. We went out to the hallway to see Levi all ready. "Wow, you look great Levi!" Hanji exclaimed."Tch" was all Levi gave as a response. 
Levi wore his usual white blouse, black suit jacket, suit pants, and his white cravat with black gloves reaching his wrists. 
We then headed off to the club, we decided to take Levi's car since Sasha, and Hanji decided to drink alcohol and they might a well get drunk.  We got to the club in about 30 minutes and went to the bar. It was 7:25 by then and the club we went to was age restricted 16+, so it was perfect for us. Sasha and Hanji all got beer, Levi got red wine, and I was planning to get some ice water. "I'll just take a water please" I said, the waiter looked a bit shocked and tossed me a water bottle. "How much is this?" I asked, suddenly someone behind me said "I'll pay", and tossed a dime over the counter. The waiter caught it and turned around and continued cleaning the counter. "Excuse me, I don't remember asking you to pay for me." I glared and walked away. I felt him roughly grab my arms and hunch his body over my back, "Would you like to come with me and have fun?" he asked.  I tried to knock him out by swinging my arms back, but he caught them and held them behind my back. I saw his knuckles bleeding white form holding my wrists so tightly. I felt my shoulder muscles starting to tense as he started pulling my arms farther back. "Let go dammit!" I yelled, I was stuck in a situation and a really bad one at that. "C'mon I know you'll feel better once you come home with me." he whispered in my ear. I tried wriggling my wrists out of his grip, but somehow he just kept tightening his grip. At this point it felt like someone had put my wrists on a rack used for torturing in the medieval times. and kept tightening the grip and pulling my arms so roughly. "So have you changed your mind babygirl?" he asked, "No, let me go already!" I yelled, nobody could hear me because of the loud music booming in the room. Suddenly I felt the hands let go, I held my wrist tightly against my body and saw that both of them were bruised pretty badly. I turned around and my eyes widened, it was Levi..beating the shit out of the guy that held me. He wasn't beating him that roughly like I knew he could, but he still threw some powerful punches to his face. I heard him sigh "Tch, is that really how you treat a lady? Didn't think you scums would take it this far in a club that isn't even for your general age." 
He grabbed my arm gently and dragged me away from the scene, at this point the man was knocked out and most of the people were staring. He took me outside to bench, and motioned me to sit down. "Are your wrists ok?" he asked gently, I nodded, he gently lifted my wrists and saw the bruises. *Sigh* we'll have to wait till we get back to the dorms, I nodded.
 Levi's POV
I offered my hand to help her stand up, she hesitantly took my offer. I walked her over back to the club and met with Sasha at a booth. "Mikasa! Are you ok??" she asked frantically, "I saw you standing there and Levi beating up a middle aged man and I-I-i-" she stuttered. "Sasha, I'm fine, I just had a rough night." I heard her quietly say. I kept staring at the huge bruises on her wrists than stained her smooth, white, porcelain arms that were placed by her sides. I gently brushed my fingers over them and felt her flinch, and I couldn't blame her. I saw for a split second a look of pain on her face, for her character, she hid pain well. I wish I could do something, something inside me didn't like seeing her in pain. No, I would do the same for Hanji or Sasha right? But something told me I wouldn't have. I took another look at her, her soft porcelain face with big, glamorous onyx eyes. Her eyes framed with luxurious, long lashes, her silky jet black hair at a length right past her shoulders. Her rosy luscious lips, her slender figure with perfect curves, (I feel like such a- I feel like Hisoka- If you know, you know what I mean ;w;). Her long, slender legs and small feet. Her delicate yet dominant voice, I wanted to hear her sing, I always have but never asked of course, I thought it sounded pathetic. (Damn, 5 sentences just describing how Mikasa freaking looks). She caught me staring at her, I immediately looked away and saw a light pink dust across her cheeks. "I'll get shitty glasses and the others , we're going home.", I nodded and got ready to leave. I got in the Levi's car, I went to the passenger seat. I was extremely tired, I eventually feel asleep during the car ride.
Levi's POV
I offered my hand to help her stand up, she hesitantly took my offer. I walked her over back to the club and met with Sasha at a booth. "Mikasa! Are you ok??" she asked frantically, "I saw you standing there and Levi beating up a middle aged man and I-I-i-" she stuttered. "Sasha, I'm fine, I just had a rough night." I heard her quietly say. I kept staring at the huge bruises on her wrists than stained her smooth, white, porcelain arms that were placed by her sides. I gently brushed my fingers over them and felt her flinch, and I couldn't blame her. I saw for a split second a look of pain on her face, for her character, she hid pain well. I wish I could do something, something inside me didn't like seeing her in pain. No, I would do the same for Hanji or Sasha right? But something told me I wouldn't have. I took another look at her, her soft porcelain face with big, glamorous onyx eyes. Her eyes framed with luxurious, long lashes, her silky jet black hair at a length right past her shoulders. Her rosy luscious lips, her slender figure with perfect curves, her long, slender legs and small feet. Her delicate yet dominant voice, I wanted to hear her sing, I always have but never asked of course, I thought it sounded pathetic. She caught me staring at her, I immediately looked away and saw a light pink dust across her cheeks. "I'll get shitty glasses and the others , we're going home.", I nodded and got ready to leave. I got in the Levi's car, I went to the passenger seat. I was extremely tired, I eventually feel asleep during the car ride.
Levi's POV
We had made it back to the academy at 8:53 p.m, and I found Mikasa sleeping peacefully in the passenger seat. I didn't want to wake her up but I felt like I had no choice. Not only that but Sasha and anji looked like that were ready to puke at any moment. The school curfew had been agreed to 10:00 on weekdays. Meanwhile we all needed to shower and get ready for bed. "Ackerman, get up" I said, all I got in response was a light grumble. *Sigh* I had no choice but to carry her, I went to the passenger seat door and carries the girl on my back. "C'mon brats, let's go" I said in a stern voice, Sasha walked in a very unsteady pace and Hanji looked like he was sleep-walking.  I could feel Mikasa's warm breath on my neck as she was sleeping. We made it back to the dorms, everyone was planning to get ready for bed since we all were extremely tired. I set Mikasa down on her bed, surprisingly she was lighter than I thought. I took off the heels she were wearing to reveal blisters by the back of her ankle. I got the first-aid kit and bandaged her ankles. I got some healing cream and gently rubbed it on her wrists and wrapped them with some bandages. I set her down on her bed and covered her with the blanket, I got my white shirt with black sweatpants and hit the shower. The warm water ran down my body giving me a relaxing moment. I thought of the Ackerman outside the bathroom peacefully sleeping. What have you done to me..you make me give in so easily..tch brat. I exited the shower and changed into my clothes. I went onto Mikasa's bed and wrapped her under my arm. She snuggled into my arm and we both went to a peaceful sleep.
I knew she would have been angry knowing I slept next to her but for the first time in a long period of time, I didn't care...

The survey corps has finally defeated the titans. They could live in peace they go to Freedom Wing Academy to catch up on all the things they have missed out on. Meanwhile, Mikasa and the crew are in high school. But Mikasa had a secret job that only Hanji and Sasha know about. They never got paid at Survey corps and never had a job before. " I need to find a way to take care of everyone..and this is the only way how.." One day Levi walks into the path of interest on Mikasa's secret. What will happen between all of them? Btw this is my first fanfic I am writing. So please read and give me your opinions!

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