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Demon by Nephy Hart
Not even now. Not even with my promise of love fresh in his ears does my love truly believe in himself. At least he seems at peace. Perhaps, at last, he can at least believe in me.
“Come, we must retire and rest. I must send word to my father that we come and he should make ready.”
Castien melts into my side with a gentle sigh. “Will he like me, do you think?”
There is that anxiety again, leeching the colour from his beautiful eyes, painting shadow where there should be none.
“My father will like you. He will admire you. My mother will adore you, and my sister will steal from whatever kisses you can spare that are not for me.”
“All my kisses are for you,” Castien breathes.
I swallowed hard and consciously controlled my breathing. Kraig’s forehead was wrinkled and he was clenching my hand so hard his knuckles turned white. His whole body shuddered as he let out a deep breath.
“They strapped me down and took blood, skin samples, saliva, semen”—I saw red knowing what they must have done to him to get that—“but the worst part was when they strapped my head down, drilled holes in my skull, and attached wires to my brain.”
Horror consumed me. “They invaded your brain?” So much could’ve gone wrong and Kraig could’ve been damaged for
Moving Forward #45 (10.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Caught off guard, both men fell heavily to the floor, Dustin on top of Marshall. He quickly rolled off and regained his feet, offering Marshall a hand to rise.
“Aren’t you two so cute?” Cody sneered. He gave Marshall a contemptuous glance. “You ain’t nothing. Don’t know what he sees in a young punk like you. Maybe I should find out for myself what makes you so special this guy can’t seem to get over you.”
“You’re wrong, Cody,” Dustin quickly interjected. “He doesn’t even like me. We’ve never been together.