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AURELIAI ran. My feet carried me faster than my mind could process, following his direction blindly, my breath ragged as I stumbled into the room. The door slammed shut behind me, the lock clicking into place. And then— I broke. The sob tore out of me before I could stop it, my body crumpling to the floor, arms wrapping around myself as if I could hold in the pain. The shame burned hot in my chest, mixing with the betrayal, the helplessness, the anger. I should have known better. I did know better. And yet, I had still stood there, hands trembling, voice cracking as I begged, begged for mercy in front of that sick bastard Kiwor. Abaddon made me do that. Made me fall to my knees, stripping me of whatever dignity I had left, and now I didn’t know if I could ever look at myself the same way again. Tears streamed down my face, fast and unrelenting, and I let them. Let them drown me. Minutes passed—maybe hours. I didn’t know. The ache settled deep in my bones, but
Last Updated : 2025-03-16Abaddon’s Girl I was his
I woke to soft, teasing touches trailing over my skin, the sensation so light, so deliberate, it felt like the remnants of a dream. But when his warm, wet mouth latched onto my other lips—the ones between my legs—it became clear this was anything but a dream. A broken moan slipped from my lips as he growled, low and commanding. “Sit on my face, baby.” I barely had time to process before he flipped me, his strong hands gripping my thighs, holding me in place as I trembled above him. His tongue flicked and teased, and I lost all control, grinding down, riding the pleasure as he devoured me. It didn’t stop until I shattered, until my release poured over his face, my cries of pleasure filling the air. Only when he had licked me dry, his hands still possessively tight on my hips, did he let go. And when he did, the smug grin curving his lips was a silent reminder of who owned me. The moon was high in the sky, its soft light flickering into the room, illuminating his sharp feature
Last Updated : 2025-03-19Abaddon’s Girl Come closer
After having our outdoor breakfast, he pulled me back into the mansion. This time, we entered through the front door instead. Some students had already left, while a few still lingered in the Black mansion. Well, the entire group was still present. Kiwor stood by the kitchen counter with a mug in hand, dressed casually in joggers with his upper body bare. The same formidable smirk that never left his face was plastered as usual. My cheeks burned as the memory of last night resurfaced—how I had begged in front of this lunatic. The girls were already up, and before I could blink, they pulled me away from Abaddon's grip. I missed his warmth immediately. His eyes swept over my body possessively as he strode over to Kiwor, a silent reminder that I was his. The girls dragged me into a room, their chatter filling the air. Kira still had her makeup from last night, smudged but intact—a clear sign they had enjoyed themselves. "We figured you went home," Jane mused, her tone light.
Last Updated : 2025-03-21Abaddon’s Girl Look lost
Darkness. Then whispers. Low, hushed voices stirred through the silence, threading through my mind like an eerie melody. My body felt heavy, limbs weighed down as if the air itself was pressing against me. The bed beneath me was familiar—his bed. I blinked, my vision hazy, the room tilting in and out of focus. "She almost fell into the trap." "You should tell her sooner or later…" That voice. My pulse spiked as fragments of memory slammed into me all at once. The library. The whispers. That desperate plea for help. And then—Abaddon. I tried to move, my fingers twitching against the silk sheets. The voices stopped abruptly. Then—footsteps. Abaddon and Kiwor stood at the foot of the bed. "How do you feel?" His voice was deep, calm, but his dark eyes burned into me with something unreadable. "Like shit," I muttered, throat dry. My body ached, and a dull throbbing pounded at the back of my skull. They exchanged a look. One of those silent, knowing glances that only
Last Updated : 2025-03-25Abaddon’s Girl I’m done
The cold air burned my lungs as I ran, feet pounding against the forest floor, my breath ragged and sharp. Branches lashed at my arms, my face, but I didn’t stop—not when I heard him behind me, his voice like thunder crashing through the trees. “Aurelia!” His roar sent a fresh surge of adrenaline through my veins. I pushed harder, my legs trembling beneath me, but Abaddon was fast. Too fast. His heavy footfalls were closing in, his presence a force pressing against my back. I didn’t dare look over my shoulder. I couldn’t. Then my foot caught on something—an exposed root, a patch of uneven ground, I didn’t know. I stumbled, arms flailing, weight pitching forward. The world tilted as I fell, crashing through tangled branches before I hit the icy surface of the river below. Water enveloped me in an instant. Cold. So fucking cold. It stole the air from my lungs, numbed my limbs. The current dragged me under, spinning me in a violent embrace. I kicked, clawed at the surface, but
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Aurelia’s POVThe city lights blurred into golden streaks as I stared out the window, my body curled into the seat, trembling with the force of my sobs. My breath came in broken gasps, raw and aching, but no matter how hard I tried to hold it together, the pain kept spilling out. The car moved too fast, yet not fast enough to outrun the agony splintering inside me. It took every ounce of willpower not to scream at my driver to turn around. To take me back. Back to the man who destroyed me, yet made me feel more alive than anything ever had. Abaddon. My lips trembled as I squeezed my eyes shut. I could still feel him—his touch, the way his hands had burned against my skin, his mouth devouring me like he owned me, like I mattered. Last night, he had looked at me. Not just as something to possess, to claim—but as something more. And I had believed it. God, I had been so stupid. The memory of her on her knees, her mouth wrapped around him, hit me like a blade to the gut.
Last Updated : 2025-03-31Abaddon’s Girl Destined thousands of years ago
Hours passed, my body drenched in sweat, the air around me thick and suffocating. I hadn’t moved. I just sat there, curled in on myself, trapped in a whirlwind of thoughts. My mind raced in circles, desperate, hopelessly waiting for a miracle that would never come. But what hope was there for me? My own father had orchestrated my abduction, hand in hand with an enemy he once called a friend. The betrayal was a slow, gnawing ache inside me, a sickness that spread through my veins with every passing second. My hands trembled as I clutched my knees, breath uneven. Had Abaddon known about this? Was this some twisted game he and his family were playing? I squeezed my eyes shut, the weight of the truth crushing me. No one was coming. I knew that. I was alone. And if I wanted to escape this nightmare—if I wanted to survive whatever they had planned for me—I had to act fast. I had to *think*. But *how*? The tiny window in the bathroom was my only view of the outside world, a
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Abaddon’s Girl Made for me
Abaddon’s POVFucking shit! I cursed for the millionth time, slamming my fist against the dashboard. Every single lead turned up empty. Every location I could think of—clear. Nothing. No good news. Not even a damn whisper of where she was. I was losing my fucking mind. Two days. Two fucking days without a trace of her. And I had no idea how she was, no idea what he had done to her. The thought of it clawed at my insides, ripping me apart from the inside out. This was my fault. I should have never let her leave. I should have dragged her back, no matter how much she fought me. But I held back—for her sake. For her fucking sanity. And look where it got us. I fucked up. I can admit that now. Aurelia should never have seen that twisted little scene with Morri. But she did. And now, everything was falling apart. My plan to make her desire me, to make her crave me as much as I craved her—it was in fucking shambles. All my life, I have lived for the clan. For my father. For his
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The wind lashed against my skin as we sped down the deserted road in his Jeep. The sky above was cloaked in an ominous dark veil, mirroring the chaos churning inside my mind. Emotions clawed their way out of me in silent, violent waves, and though I tried to bury them, I knew he felt every single one. Hot glances slid my way, full of questions he didn’t ask out loud—until a cool hand slid over mine, anchoring me. I looked down at our intertwined fingers, then up at his face. He was watching me, his gaze intense yet heartbreakingly calm. Somehow, the world dulled when I looked at him. His sharp cheekbones, that perfectly sculpted jawline, and those haunted eyes—all of it stole the breath from my lungs.I could stare at this man for hours and still not have enough. That’s how far gone I was. Maybe that mate bond he spoke of wasn’t a myth after all. Because what I felt? It was too real. Too consuming.But even the strongest bonds couldn’t erase the pain of today. My mind kept slipping
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Aurelia’s POV“How much did you hear?” His voice cracked through the silence like a whip, sharp and sudden, slicing through the tension that clung to the air after Kiwor’s departure.“Just enough,” I whispered.His jaw flexed. “Ignore him. Kiwor’s just bitter his cock hasn’t been sucked in days.” A bitter chuckle followed, dry and empty like the wind that blows through graves.“Abaddon, please…” My voice broke, and I hated it. My tears, traitorous and hot, betrayed me again.“I’m sorry,” he said, softer now. His hand found my face, cold fingers brushing away my tears like they were something sacred. “If I’d gone inside when Huron first mentioned it, maybe all of this—maybe none of this would’ve happened.”His touch burned and froze me all at once. I trembled beneath it.“It’s in the past now, Elia,” he murmured, as if that could erase the images seared behind my eyelids. “Don’t carry guilt that isn’t yours.”“But what if you hadn’t made it on time?” I swallowed hard, voice catching.
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Abaddon’s POVFor a vast moment, I’m stunned. When it hit me—the struggle, the worry, the wrenching pain in my gut—I didn’t know what to do with it. This was new. It wasn’t like anything I’d ever felt before, because I felt it *all.* Her fear. Her pain. And it slammed into me, sudden and brutal.She was in trouble.My cold blood... it nearly boiled. I could feel it heat, tremble beneath my skin as her scent pulled me forward—dragged me like a tether into the woods behind the house.And then I saw it.My mate—*my mate*—being chased. A bear. A furious, wild-looking thing with eyes that burned with rage.Fear gripped me, sharp and punishing, when I caught the scent of her blood. It was heavy. Thick. Overwhelming. It clogged the air, soaked into everything around me. I could *feel* it. And I knew—every vampire even remotely near would’ve sensed it too.Gods, it was so enticing.Huron... he hadn’t learned control yet. Poor kid. I couldn’t blame him. I could barely manage it myself, and I’d
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Aurelia’s POVThe cold bit into my skin as I stood frozen, snow crunching beneath my bare feet. The air tasted sharp, almost metallic, as my gaze clung to Huron’s back. His form was tense, shoulders stiff, fangs bared, facing down the massive wall of white fur just a few feet ahead. A polar bear—no, something more. Its breath steamed in thick, huffing clouds, dark eyes locked on the boy in front of me.“Huron,” I whispered, but the name burned my throat.The beast lunged.He moved fast, too fast for my human eyes to fully comprehend. One moment he was standing still, the next, he launched himself at the bear, his claws slicing at its face. Blood splattered across the snow, steaming as it landed. The bear roared, swiping at Huron with such force he flew backward into a snowbank with a grunt that made my stomach churn.“No! Huron!” My scream echoed through the woods, strangled and wild.He staggered to his feet, already rushing back in. He wasn’t strong enough—I saw it. The bear rear
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Aurelia’s POVThis might be the first time I’d ever realized that having your feelings truly reciprocated can feel like the closest thing to heaven in a world like this. It’s wild—funny, even—to think that from the very first time I saw him make that entrance into the cafeteria, I already liked him. The pull was magnetic, violent. The strings yanked hard, dragging my soul toward him while I stayed behind, watching from the shadows. I desired him in silence, craved him in secret, until that night he finally approached me. His blackmail had come from a place of pent-up fury, directed straight at my family. It was cruel. Dark. Twisted. And yet, I still found myself staying up late, waiting for the next chapter in his cruelty. And maybe it’s sick—maybe it’s *wrong*—but deep down I *enjoyed* most of the torture he put me through. I never admitted it before, but now it’s starting to make sense. This bond he speaks of… it must be the reason I’ve always wanted him so desperately. It’
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Like an obsessed man, I tore her clothes—ripping every thread, every fabric into shreds beneath my greedy hands. Her gasp didn’t stop me—it fueled me. My lips latched onto a taut nipple, sucking hard, flicking my tongue over her sensitive bud until her body trembled. For ten long days. Ten brutal, hungry days without her warmth. I’d starved for her—craved her like a man on the verge of death. But I’d given her space. I had to. There was no question. Still, it tore me apart. I missed her so much it burned. Stars, I missed her wet, silken warmth. Missed the soft moans only I could draw out of her. Just like now. As my mouth worked her tender breast, she whimpered and arched, made just for me. There was no denying it. She belonged to me. My sanity cracked two days ago when I caught the scent of her arousal. The sounds from the bathroom... I knew she was showering, but my feet moved on their own. The door—unlocked. And fuck, I peeked. She was sprawled in the tub, eyes close
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Of all the myths I’ve heard, the bloodsuckers were the last I ever expected to encounter in this lifetime. It still feels like a goddamn movie. I’m trying—failing—to process the secrets I’ve uncovered. In just a few days, everything I knew about my life flipped. And now there’s some flimsy curse to break, one I know nothing about. The worst part? The fucking leader of a vampire clan is on my trail.It’s been five days. Five goddamn days since that conversation on the terrace. We’re still holed up on his private island, surrounded by silence and secrets. But I’ve learned more about their kind than I ever wanted to know.What shocked me most? Almost everyone at school is a vampire. Everyone. Black High was founded by Mr. Lucian right after his son was born—at least, according to Abaddon. I nearly choked on my juice when he casually admitted that the group, my so-called friends, were part of the clan. Born into the bloodline. All this time, I’ve laughed with, cried with, *trusted* the
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Seconds passed before he blinked away, his gaze slipping from mine. Avoiding. Hiding. I needed to know the truth—if only for my sanity. The Abaddon I knew never cared about me, not truly. It had always been a game to him. His blackmail. His cruelty. The countless times he made me cry. So why? Why risk so much to save me now? My voice shook, but I forced it out. "You say your father and your clan want me—that they'd hurt me. And I’ve seen it. I know how far they’ll go. But he’s your father, and they’re your people. So why defy them just for me? Why are you doing all of this?" I was spiraling, my mind unraveling thread by thread, losing all sense of logic. "Because it's the right thing to do." His voice was quiet, but the weight of it pressed against my chest. He turned away, his hands gripping the steel railing so hard his knuckles turned white. I saw the anger flicker behind his composed mask, the way he fought to keep it buried. He was exhausted, the kind of exhaustion that
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Abaddon’s POVShe fucking saw me. That was never how I wanted her to find out. Not like this. Not with the horror carved into her face, not with the fear in her eyes. It triggered something deep inside me—something violent, something primal. But not against her. Never against her. I would kill for her. I had killed for her. She must know this, right? The car sped down the darkened streets, the cold night air cutting through the windows like a blade. I barely felt it. My mind was a storm, my thoughts clawing at me from the inside. My father and his men should have fucking known better. They should have realized by now—I would never let them have her. Never let them hurt her. All my life, it had been about the clan. About duty. About fucking rules. For once, I was doing something that wasn’t for them. It was for her. I clenched my jaw, watching the shadowed town blur past through the window, but Kiwor’s voice cut through my thoughts like a knife. “We’re here,” he announce
