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13: TWO DEALS WITH TWO DEVILS
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Fiona CakesHey guys. I hope you are enjoying this story so far. This book was written almost three years ago and I felt like I am ready to share it with the world. So I will update a chapter or two every time I get a break. As for my werewolf books, I will start writing them again when I go on leave starting the 5th of April. So keep your fingers crossed and stay tuned for more fun. If you're liking this book, don't forget to leave a review. Thanks for the support. ❤️FIONA.
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 60: HOT SUMMER'S NIGHT PART 2
PEBBLES' POVThe blue sleeveless shirt he wore had a map of perspiration down the middle. His skin was as wet as if he just pulled himself from a pool. He flexed his muscles, and I gulped. The hot weather was aiding in igniting our passions, sending our internal blaze for each other into overdrive. The way Ace was undressing me with his eyes, made me feel like a woman, and he hadn't even touched me as yet. I spun around and faced the wall. The heat was too much.“Are you OK?” He asked concerned. “Yes. It's just when you look at me like that -” I breathed out. “I feel like I'm going to spontaneously combust.”He growled. I heard his feet scraping against the floor as he rushed up behind me. He leant in, his breath tickling my ear, sending heat waves down my neck then spanning out all over my body. His hands snaked around and cupped my breasts. My head tilted into him. “I want you Pebbles - Fuck it, I crave you,” he snarled, then he took my earlobe between his teeth.“Oh Jesus,” I sig
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 59: HOT SUMMER'S NIGHT PART 1
PEBBLES' POVIt was late afternoon, Ace texted me letting me know he was on his way home. I just had my third shower for the day. I knew summers were expected to be hot, but today the sun was at full blast, I prayed many times, beseeching God to turn it down a notch. Earlier, I heard on the radio that this summer has been the hottest one recorded in Massachusetts since the 1950s.I was dripping in sweat from head to toe. My skin was glistening and my nape damp. I took a few ice-cubes from the freezer and added them to my glass of water. This heat made it difficult to breathe, I sighed as I hoisted the water to my mouth and quaffed it down in one go.I heard the rumble of an engine and then tires screeching in the driveway. I proceeded to the window and peeped outside. Ace was home.I observed as he exited the car. I could detect the salty droplets trickling down Ace's face like gentle summer rain. The pellets of sweat rippled onto the concrete pavement as he conducted his way to the f
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 58: THREE-WAY
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 57: ALONE TIME
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 56: HEAVEN'S GATES
PEBBLES' POV“Hmm," I groaned. A feeling of zeal and contentment enveloped my soul. My eyelashes fluttered open, taking in the beautiful sky up above; the blue was bright and soft, bringing a serenity I never knew existed. The wind gently guided the clouds across the atmosphere, taking them to places far and wide. The equanimity that my brain encountered as I cloud gazed; imagining a bald-headed newborn drinking from its mother's breast brought a sense of calmness matching the warmth of the daylight's beams; the sun's rays were the brightest I've ever witnessed. I stretched my torso and ran my fingers over the ground where I laid. The earth was soft, and I felt stems snaking through my fingers. My fingertips tingled, and my senses heightened as a gust of wind captured the mixed aromas of the flowery field, delivering them straight to my nose.The birds sang sweet melodies as I rose to my feet. My eyes adjusted to the surrounding view.“Magnificent," I praised. I was in awe. Miles and
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 55: THE TRUTH BEHIND SINISTER'S HATRED
BRADLEY'S POVI sat in the coffee shop at the corner of Grace Street, sipping on a vanilla cappuccino. “Where is Jimmy?” I questioned myself. Seeing that he was 20 minutes late. He informed me he had some important news to pass on, but that he couldn't do it over the phone. Albert Penn also responded to come to meet us all the way from Georgia. I waited for another 20 minutes before I saw Jimmy strolling into the shop. He had an elderly gentleman with him. I assumed it was Albert. “I apologize for being late Bradley, I had to make a pit stop," Jimmy pulled out a chair and gestured for the old man to sit, then he took the seat next to him. “Bradley, say hello to Albert Penn," Jimmy announced.“Ah! So, you're Miranda Townsend's, Albert Penn?" I stretched my palm out to shake the man's hand. He was still a handsome-looking fellow. One could tell he was quite the looker in his prime. His silver hair was slicked back in a pompadour. His brown eyes were strikingly handsome, and his tall s
