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Life inched forward day by day. Life with Alaric was everything I had ever dreamt it would be. We meshed together perfectly. We made love everywhere and always seemed to be hungry for each other. We never went skinny dipping, despite his attempts to get me to go. The colder temperatures had moved in for winter and so I promised to indulge in his fantasy when it warmed again. I moved into his room. I fell asleep in his arms every night he was home, and woke up in his arms each morning. Life wasn’t perfect. We had our fights over trivial things. He would raise his voice to me, but he never lost his temper. He never called me nasty names, and he never raised a hand to me. The best part of fighting with him was the intense make-up sex afterwards. It made it all worth it. Alaric’s adrenaline search never diminished. He was still jumping out of airplanes, bungee jumping, cliff diving, and any other crazy stunt he could find. I went on a couple trips with him and his friends. Sky diving was
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We stopped at a local deli on the way home and picked up sandwiches and chips. Once home, Alaric carried the bags into the kitchen and set them on the table. I followed behind him and went to the refrigerator to get some drinks. He came up behind me, his hands snaking around my waist as his lips gently kissed my neck. I tilted my head to the side so he had better access as I slowly closed the refrigerator. I relished in his touch and kisses and the fact I was here with him right now. He had been such a brilliant light in my life, such a source of kindness and a reminder that there really was good in the world. And now he was mine. I was the one he kissed and held and slept beside. I was the one to make him smile, to make him cry out my name, and the one who held him after a hard day at his job. I turned slowly in his arms, his lips moving from my neck, to my cheek, to my lips. My body sprung to life with forceful desire. Butterflies still set flight within my stomach and my head got
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I woke up late the next morning since it was Saturday and I didn't have to work until the afternoon. I had off next weekend. It was Alaric's birthday and he had planned a skiing trip with his friends in Colorado. He had insisted I go with him. I hadn't wanted to, as I was trying to save my money for a car, but he had been relentless. He had ended up paying for my part of the trip, a fact I'm sure Brock would simply relish in if he found out. I showered and dressed and slowly wandered down the stairs. As I approached the bottom, I could hear Alaric and Brock talking. Curiously, I slowed my pace and stopped on the bottom step. "Are you still coming to Colorado? “Alaric asked in his British accent and my heart fluttered at his voice. How I had grown to love his slower speech and accented voice. I wanted to rush into his arms and tell him how horrible Brock had been but I held back. Maybe Brock hadn't said anything. "Yeah, of course mate," Brock replied. "I just came through early for a
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A heard a knock at the bedroom door and rolled my eyes. I turned toward it, leaning back against the railing. I expected to see Brock but instead Alaric stood in the doorway. My eyebrows crushed downward in confusion at why he was knocking on his own bedroom door. "Can I come in?" he asked. His voice was gentle and cautious. I held back my swirling emotions as I took in the sight of the handsome man I loved in front of me. My eyes slowly drifted to the large rose tattoo I always adored on his abdomen. My mind wandered to how often my fingers traced over it, but I quickly pushed the thought aside. "It's your room." "It's our room" he quickly corrected. His green eyes searched over me as though unsure of what to do as he stood in place. "I thought you might like space." I looked off toward the side, the sun above blazing down upon me in the endless blue sky. Some birds chirped in the distance and a noisy truck rumbled by. "I don't want space" I drew out slowly, trying to keep my ange
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I left for work a few hours later, but avoided Brock like the plague before I did. Ace annoyingly came in again, but I had nothing to do with him. Alaric picked me up and brought me back home. He left for work soon after, but I spent the evening up in our bedroom instead of downstairs with Brock. The next day, he left. Despite Alaric's and I close moment after everything Brock had accused, something felt off. Alaric, though remaining loving and as caring as ever, seemed a bit distant. I tried to chalk it up to him drudging up painful memories from his past, but I got the uneasy feeling it was something else. Something about me. I tried to push away my insecurities. I was being paranoid because of stupid Brock and his stupid accusations. But the feeling wouldn't fade. We were supposed to leave for Colorado early Friday morning. On Thursday evening, we went out to a Mexican restaurant with his friends to celebrate. Apparently they were too eager to wait for Colorado to start the party
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My phone rang somewhere in the distance and it immediately woke me up. I jolted up in Alaric's bed and quickly scrambled to grab my phone on the bedside table. My tired eyes squinted at the screen as my heart beat excitedly thinking it was Alaric calling me. It was Sunday morning, and he would be on his way home to me soon. I frowned in disappointment when instead of Alaric's name I saw Jessica's. I sighed and answered. "I'm so glad you picked up" she sang cheerily into the phone. "Rhonda and Breanna both called in today. I know they totally planned a date together, but whatever. We are majorly short. Do you think you could come in for the lunch shift?" I rubbed my hand over my face as I thought it over. I could go in and work a few hours at Kiki's and be home before Alaric arrived. It was either that or mope around the house and watch the minutes tick by. "Sure," I replied to her. "I'll be there in a bit." "Great!" she squealed excitedly. Making the decision to work at Kiki's ha
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My eyes slowly opened. My head pounded with an intensity I had never felt before. I groaned as I tried to sit up. My hands were restrained behind my back. Hard, cold metal dug into my wrists as I laid on my side. I tried to pull them to freedom to no avail. My legs, too, were stuck together. I slowly looked down, trying to curb my nausea from my pounding headache. Duct tape was wrapped around my ankles, binding them together. Memories flashed before me and I gasped. Drake and Ace. My heart thudded as I felt the van moving beneath me. I glanced around, taking in my surroundings. Drake was driving. Ace sat in the front seat beside him. The windows in the back were painted over, but I could see out the front windshield it was dark outside. We had presumably been traveling for hours. How long had I been unconscious? I tried to reach into my back pocket to grab my phone to call for help but it was gone. They must have taken it while I was unconscious. Alaric would be home by now. Was he
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I had nothing to do but wait. I stood for a while, but eventually got tired and sat down on the bed. The minutes ticked by, but I had no idea how many. There was no freaking clock in this dungeon. There was just me and my thoughts which were solely focused on Alaric. My entire being ached for him. Being back here, at Heaven's Reign Cult, brought back every horrible memory and beating. My body began to tremble and shake with the memories. I tried to hold them back, I tried to remain strong, but it was all too much. One moment I was walking down the street planning my future with Alaric, and the next I'm being dragged back forcibly to the life I never wanted to revisit. All I wanted was to go home. All I wanted was Alaric. The door opened and I shot to my feet. Drake walked in slowly and calmly. He closed the door behind him but didn't lock it. Apparently the lock was only used to keep people trapped in his sick room when he wasn't present. "Stephanie," he drew out slowly as he steppe
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Blaze Within Epilogue
One year later ... I drew in a long, slow breath to calm my nervous excitement as I lit the candle atop the chocolate cupcake I had secretly bought. I had made arrangements for it to be delivered while we were out sightseeing. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined I would be in Hawaii, let alone be enjoying my honeymoon there. Alaric and I had said our vows on the beach just days ago, surrounded by our friends. Now, we were alone, just him and I to start our new life as husband and wife. He was my husband. Just the thought sent butterflies into flight in my stomach. We were married. He was mine forever. I closed my eyes as his vows whispered into my ears in his delicious British accent. He had stared at me with those gorgeous green eyes and declared his never-ending love for me. Somehow, I had managed to stay standing while I melted inside. I had opted out of a big wedding dress. Instead, I wore a knee-length white dress. It was sleeveless and cinched at the waist. It pu
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Another month passed by as I forged forward with a life I had once only dreamt about with Alaric. I came home from working at the hospital on a random weekday and opened the condo door. I stepped inside and immediately noticed how eerily quiet the condo was. "Alaric?" I called out as I took a step forward. He was supposed to be off today. My stomach dropped as I wondered if he had been called in. "Alaric?" I took another step forward when something crunched beneath my foot. I lowered my eyes to the floor and looked quizzically at the rose beneath my shoe. I slowly bent down and picked it up. I inspected the red rose in my hand, wondering what on earth it was doing there, as my eyes gazed across the floor of the condo. My breath caught as my heart beat rapidly as I stared at the trail of red roses laid out before me. I trembled with an excited anticipation as I began to follow the trail, picking them up as I walked. I followed their path to the back patio door. I slid the door open
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I slowly woke up the next morning, safe and loved in Alaric's strong arms. The sunlight streamed from the balcony doors as I snuggled closer to him. He laid on his back, snoring softly was he slept. His hair was splayed all around him on the pillow. I studied his sharp jawline and perfect, red lips. My eyes slowly trailed to his tattoos on his arms and chest. How had I been so lucky to have him in my life? What I had done so right to deserve him? After the hell of my youth and the struggles I went through before him, he was something I never imagined having. He was more than I ever thought I deserved. And yet here I was, cuddled in his arms in our bed enraptured by him and his love. He stirred and groggily opened his eyes to look at me. He smiled lightly as his green eyes found me. It was me he looked for as soon as he woke up, and it was me who made him smile. The realization warmed my soul. He rolled toward me, his lips quickly finding mine. His hand raised and cupped my face as h
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I smiled and nodded my head. He raised his hands and gently wiped my tears away with his thumbs. He kissed my nose before taking a step back and pulling his shirt off. I stared at his bare chest. I slid my robe off and stepped into the hot water. I sat down as I watched Alaric undress. He stepped into the bath and sat down behind me. He pulled me back against him. I leaned into his chest, relaxing in the hot water and his secure embrace. We laid together, our bare bodies touching, as we relaxed but the sexual undercurrent between us made my heart pound. Alaric's fingertips traced up and down my bare arms beneath the hot water. He leaned his head forward and gently kissed my neck. I turned my head to the side, giving him better access as his fingers grazed higher up my arms and closer to my breasts. My breath caught as nerves pumped through my veins. I didn't want to be afraid of him, I didn't want to mess this up. My stomach meanwhile knotted into a tight knot of sexual energy. I bega
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Alaric took a week off work to be home with me. He planned to take another, but I assured him I would be fine. He waited on me hand and foot. He acted as though I was a fragile, porcelain doll and handled me with excessive gentleness and care. His antics brought back my smile and laughter, and slowly began to erase the nightmares and flashbacks. He danced around with his goofy moves, and every time my mind seemed to start to drift to those dark days, he would tell one of his cheesy jokes to bring me back. He was my hero from my kidnapping, and my hero now. He saved me both physically and mentally and I could never repay him for what he had done for me. Despite his hovering care of me, he would only kiss me quickly on the lips. He would kiss my forehead, my hand, or even my cheeks for much longer, but never my lips. He also never made love to me or even tried. Of course, I wouldn't want to either with how I looked. The bruises seemed to darken each day, and I walked around with a hunc
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Drake's body pressed down atop me, his weight pinning me down. He began biting at my neck between his slobbery kisses. "You're mine, Stephanie," he asserted in his monotone voice. "No!" I screamed as I began thrashing beneath him. His hands caught mine, trying to control them. His grip was surprisingly gentle, but as I swung at him, his hands wouldn't let go "You'll always be mine, Stephanie," he threatened as he unzipped my pants and prepared to take me against my will. "Stop!" I screamed, tears beginning to stream from my eyes. "Please stop!" My voice broke as I began sobbing. I yanked my hands back toward myself, breaking free from his grasp. As he lifted off me to undue his pants, I put my hands on his chest and tried to push him away. "Steph," he protested in a British accent. He tried to grab my hands but I ripped them away before he could try to restrain me again. I drew my right hand back and prepared to swing at him with an open hand. "Steph." His voice again had a Br
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I was transported by ambulance to the emergency room. Alaric never left my side. He held my hand, his worried and upset green eyes staying on me the entire time. He was dressed in his black skinny jeans and a brownish-red button up shirt with gray squares and white lines. It was half unbuttoned, as usual for him. It was tucked partially in the front, exposing his brown belt. His brown hair fell wavy around his face beneath the tan fedora atop his head. The doctor and nurses checked me over and tended to my injuries. A couple police officers arrived, and Alaric left the room to speak with them a moment. The way they talked and greeted each other, it appeared they all knew each other. Alaric came back into the room moments later with them trailing behind him. He took my hand into his, giving it a squeeze as the officers walked over to me. "They just need you to tell them what happened" Alaric said gently in his British accent. "Do you feel up to that?" he asked as he gently brushed so
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I sat silent as the miles flew by out my window. I watched the sun begin to set as I wondered if I would ever see Alaric again. Would I ever see his green eyes dance over me again? Would I ever feel his touch or kiss his lips? Ace remained as quiet as me. He changed the radio station occasionally, his eyebrows furrowing down until he found something good. He threw a jacket over my handcuffed wrist as we went through a drive-thru for food and told me to keep my head down to hide my injuries. We stopped at a hotel as the sun disappeared. He made me wait in the car as he checked in. I searched around the parking lot but there was no one else around to signal for help. He took the handcuffs off me and walked me in, gun in his pocket. Ace may have hurt me, but he didn't scare me the same way Drake did. Drake had no regard for my life. At least Ace had some resemblance of feelings for me, even if they were warped and misguided. I was able to take a shower, and Ace gave me one of his t-sh
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I had nothing to do but wait. I stood for a while, but eventually got tired and sat down on the bed. The minutes ticked by, but I had no idea how many. There was no freaking clock in this dungeon. There was just me and my thoughts which were solely focused on Alaric. My entire being ached for him. Being back here, at Heaven's Reign Cult, brought back every horrible memory and beating. My body began to tremble and shake with the memories. I tried to hold them back, I tried to remain strong, but it was all too much. One moment I was walking down the street planning my future with Alaric, and the next I'm being dragged back forcibly to the life I never wanted to revisit. All I wanted was to go home. All I wanted was Alaric. The door opened and I shot to my feet. Drake walked in slowly and calmly. He closed the door behind him but didn't lock it. Apparently the lock was only used to keep people trapped in his sick room when he wasn't present. "Stephanie," he drew out slowly as he steppe
