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Love Spell Golden Medal:
Patrick:I've arrived early, it's barely ten o'clock. I ring her bell and wait. Nothing. I ring it again, nothing, silence. I sharpen my senses and realize that the apartment is empty.How strange, I told her I would come tonight, however she isn't home ... she's stood me up.I shake my head. Women! Who understands them?Since I'm here, I decide to take a tour around the town. Not that I'm looking for her, obviously not. If she decided to go out with her friends, that's fine. If she decided to hook up with another man... I clench my hands into fists.It's not that we're exclusive, we never considered that possibility, it's just that if she's with another man... I grunt.I materialize in the parking lot of the village bar and of course here she is. She is wearing red, dress and lipstick, her heels are very high and black. She is leaning on the hood of a car, a blond, excess muscled guy who looks like a gorilla kisses her and has one of his claws visibly tucked between her legs.I close
Love Spell Hefaistìon Amintoros:
Yolie:Patrick is turned, giving his back to me. He’s remained stiff as a pole, standing six feet from the door for hours. The garden at the Villa’s entrance is impressive. I hadn't had time to look closely at it. There are all kinds of representative statues of the ancient Greek gods. Patrick looks like one of them, he doesn't move, I don't think he’s even breathing. Filling myself with courage, I walk towards him.—Is there anything you need, Miss Bruzain? - He asks without turning to look at me.— No. I don't want your help specifically, but could ... could we talk for a bit? There is ... something I would like to ask you. - I stammer.Patrick scares me a little, really. I don't know how to explain it. His aura is heavy and his presence imposing. Alex's energy is engaging and his demeanor jovial, most of the time. Patrick on the other hand is too serious, too quiet.He's too intense.—Ask your questions. I promise to answer them as best I can.—Do you know who I am?- I shoot.—Yes,
Love Spell La Voisin and LaBelle
Yolie:I’m discouraged and depressed. My period lasts for about three to five days and I’ve taken the opportunity to create some distance between Alex and myself.These days I don't give him to drink. Because I bleed he doesn't want to force me into feeding him lest I end up suffering from anemia.Today is my period’s third day, and luckily the horrific menstrual cramps that I often suffer from have stopped. Alex is out there, prowling the island, again.I sigh.Time to resume my reading of the Grimoire.As I left England, sore and discouraged, I made a decision. I would never marry or have children again. To be forced to abandon them later would be to repeat the ordeal I had experienced at Salemsbury.I settled in France and thanks to the daily application of a special ointment and the bath with a soap that I myself made, I whitenned my skin and hid my face’s features that gave away my race.I was called Catherine Deshayes, and although I had given up my desire to marry, my intention
Love Spell The Laveau.
Jolie:John returned to me in 1810. This time his name was Jacques Paris and he had migrated to New Orleans from Haiti. We met one day when I had gone out to the market, I needed to buy some herbs. There was a moment when I felt that someone was watching me, I turned in the direction my senses indicated and I saw him. I swear the earth stopped turning, the other people in the market seemed to disappear...Oh, I by the gods, my first impulse was to throw myself into his arms and kiss him desperate right there, but I held back. He came up to me and introduced himself, taking off his hat. His clothes were clean but I noticed they were old and threadbare.The economy of the state of Luisana had declined sharply due to the lack of work on the plantations, without sustenance from slaves work (despite various attempts to reactivate it through paid labor) from white French-speaking immigrants, thousands of slaves, and also free African Americans.I understood immediately that he was suffering
Love Spell Jeanne Darc:
Alex:She fell asleep crying in my arms. She has been restless all night, constantly moving, tossing and turning in her sleep. She cried in her dreams, calling her Aya. I stayed by her side until the sun came up only leaving her room and going down to the kitchen to get her fresh water.— Little witch, wake up. - I whisper in her ear, shaking her shoulders.She grunts and slaps my hand away.— C’mon precious. Open your eyes and drink some water.She wakes up slowly. Her eyes are swollen and red. Her face is distorted and swollen. Something flutters inside me. I’d never seen her so pale and haggard and yet I find her so immensely... cute.She tucks her fingers through her hair and strokes her scalp rhythmically while exhaling a moan.— My head hurts, Alex. Will there be any medication for that around here?She's become half hoarse from crying so much.Within seconds I find the first aid kit in the bathroom and rummage inside until I find a Tylenol. I materialize beside her on the bed a
Love Spell Jeanne Darc II:
Alex:— The English took her to the city of Rouen, which was their center of operations in France. The French from the armagnac faction tried to rescue her several times.— The heresy trial to which she was subjected was politically motivated. The court was composed entirely of pro-English and Burgundian clergymen, and supervised by English commanders, including the Duke of Bedford and the Earl of Warwick. The English Crown intended this trial to be "a ploy to get rid of a strange prisoner of war with the utmost embarrassment to her enemies, the French." Legal proceedings began on January 9, 1431 in Rouen, the seat of the English government of occupation. The procedure was suspect on several points, which would later provoke criticism of the court by the chief inquisitor who investigated the trial after the war.— Several members of the court later declared that some important parts of the transcript were falsified to harm Jeanne. According to inquisitorial guidelines, she should have
Love Spell Emptiness
Jolie:Alex smiles pleased. He takes my chin between his thumb and index finger and briefly rocks it.—You are such a clever little witch. - He whispers with an admiring expression. -Many people don't even know who she was.I pry my chin from the contact with his fingers and roll my eyes at him.— I think we have established ad nauseam, that I am not "a lot of people." I like reading. That brings about I know many things other people don’t.He gives me that crooked smile that would once make my poor heart throb. Now I think the withered organ isn't even beating.— You offered her a second chance, she accepted it, had to die burned and turned to ashes, her molecules came back together and then what? She became a psychotic killer and entertained herself by mutilating people?I see him purse his lips and lower his head in shame.—There is something I must confess. There is a period in the life of an immortal that can only be described with a word: Emptiness.—It is a difficult feeling to
Love Spell Fever:
Alex:There is a full moon tonight. It is a super moon according to humans and it's true that our olanet’s natural satellite looks huge. Throughout the island a wind comes and goes that seems loaded with whispering voices and a strange expectation has taken hold of me.Yolie went to sleep early. The revelations she has faced in recent days have caused great distress on her spirit. She barely eats and barely speaks, she spent the whole day lying in bed pensive and melancholic.Her bleeding stopped two days ago. I was hoping we could resume our... sexual activities but she is cold and impassive towards me. To say that I miss her is an understatement. Being able to touch her, being able to smell her, being able to kiss her is impossible for me.It is not the mere fact that she runs away from my touch, the worst thing is that she is insensitive to my attempts at seduction. She doesn't react to my kisses, doesn't react to my caresses. Nothing. It is as if she is completely empty.These day
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Love Spell Spiritual Growth:
Patrick: I am pleased with the solution I found to the issue. My Lord would be proud of me. We are in the dining room of the mansion, my human picks a salad and I make faces at the golden goblet. I dare not use the same as my lord, nor his throne. I'm not that pretentious. Besides, tonight I don't want to toast victory with blood drawn from a bag. — I didn’t understand a thing,my Lord.- My human whispers. - is marriage a sentence worse than death and more fearsome than facing years in prison? At least for your kind? I smile. —That's right,tigress. You see...our species is...complicated. When it comes to uniting, we prefer to do it with mature converts, I mean those who have been converted for more than twenty years. The privilege of immortality is granted to humans as payment for services rendered, we need human servants for certain and determined things, or for love. — I still don't understand. — Let me finish, okay? In the specific case of Cleo... I have sentenced her to murder
Love Spell Verdict:
Cleo:It's three in the morning. I bribed the cell guard and snuck into it with my boys. Live Ra, I will not go to suffer hardships on the damn Cockatoo Island without enjoying the attention of my favorites for one last time.I thought they would devour me when they saw me, I expected to have a night of hard and unrestricted sex . But my babes have pleasantly surprised me by melting me with kisses and transporting me with the softest caresses. We have made love, rather they have made love to me and I suspect I have been happy for the last time in the eternity that opens before me. I'm lying on the floor, resting my head on João's muscular abdomen, Sebastién and Luca are catching their breath on each side of my body. They don't know, I didn't know it myself, but this forced separation has made me realize how much they mean to me. I love them. It's that easy. Each silently took hold of a piece of my cold, hard heart.Our previous Mégas knew exactly what he was doing when he punished me
Love Spell The favorites:
Kira:After making love to me very slowly and sinking his fangs into my jugular, Patrick forbade me to wash my private parts. Apparently I must be present at the trial smelling of him in every possible way. Just thinking about it makes me blush. Beneath the white dress I am wearing black underwear that is practically visible through the fabric.We are in a fairly large room, Patrick sits on a golden throne and I am sitting on a cushion at his feet. He caresses my hair absentmindedly every two minutes. This situation is really bizarre. I look like his pet, I laugh to myself. Yes... I look like his kitten.Cleo is standing in front of us. She dresses impeccably, she is in black once again, this time she is wearing a very long dress, with a train that trails behind her, a high hairstyle and wear a small veil. It seems that she is in mourning.A group of a hundred or more male and female vampires has gathered around us. All observing the process solemnly.The three accused are kneeling to
Love Spell Silver Bells:
Kira:We have come to my house. In less than an hour my luggage was packed. It's late. I have prepared a pre-cooked meal and gobbled it down as if I hadn't tasted food in a month.I try to seduce my boyfriend so we can grope or something, but he refuses, saying that I'm still in shock and that under no circumstances is he going to lay a hand on me. Arrrggg!I was right. The girls don't openly hate me, but some think I'm jumping the gun, according to Jess I'm leaving my home, family, jobs and friends behind for a man.Mila is radiant. She told us that she spent the night having the most wonderful sex of her life and that this morning she filed for divorce against her husband. Sometime during the early morning she packed up all her things and went to live with her neighbor. I'm happy for her.000We're on the jet, Patrick sits next to me, rubbing my knuckles. Last night I slept in his arms and I must say that it was a bit uncomfortable. I'll have to get used to it. A doubt assails me.—
Love Spell Threat:
Kira:Work today in the salon has been slow. Three clients so far this morning. I don't have to go to the orphanage because they organized a trip to the Acropolis in Athens and other excursions for this week, so the children won't be back until next week. The girls are happy that things are finally settled between me and Patrick.We have been together for two months now and although it is practically a long-distance relationship, I must say that things are going quite well. Patrick has told me a lot about his world and the duties he fulfills as king of the vampires.I nevertheless can’t still completely believe it all. Vampires and witches, loose in our world! What's next? Aliens?I would love to lie and say that we spend all of our time in bed together, but we don't. My... Should I call him boyfriend, huh?...well, my boyfriend takes me out for walks, to restaurants, to clubs, to ice skating and shopping. I love to go shopping.Two weeks ago he set fire to my red dress and those heels
Love Spell Awakening:
Yolie:When I woke up in my bed, in my room, in my little house here in Havana, at first I thought that it had all been a dream.I got up, hysterical, from the bed, it was almost six am. I ran to the bathroom mirror and knew it hadn’t all been my imagination. I hadn't dreamed all of that. My hair was shorter and still straight thanks to the treatment Kira applied to it. I had brought from Greece what I was wearing, the contact lenses, the red dress with which I performed Alex's "liberation ritual" and the strange Áspid platform shoes.Also on my neck hung the necklace with the star stone. I took it in the palm of my hand and looked at it in surprise. The ruby had turned completely black, it also had a visible crack inside.That seemed like a bad omen. Black... like my destiny, broken... like my poor heart.000—It’s time to begin.- I muttered filling up with courage and extending my hand to Patrick,he quickly handed me the knife.—What is required?- Alex asked.I made a face.—I was h
Love Spell Exclusive sex:
Kira: Aphrodite in a thong! Patrick Amíntoros is back, he wants to fuck me and he won't take no for an answer. Besides, I'm so horny it wouldn’t even occur to me saying no. Oh He has me entirely and completely naked on my bed, except for the blue heels. —They make your legs look so sexy.- he murmurs, kissing my toes over the straps and buckles of my shoes. He caresses my ankles, moving his warm palms up my legs. —Do you have a fetish for women's shoes?- I ask breathlessly. —No. I have a fetish with you. Theos! He kisses my mount of venus, parting my legs with his hands, I’m completely spread-eagled and my legs tremble from how tense my muscles are. —You're so wet my mouth is watering.- he comments, looking at my entrance with a hungry expression. I feel like being a little daring. —Do you want to drink?- I ask seductively, moving to offering myself to his mouth. —Mhhh, maybe later.- he purrs.- For now I'll do my best to make you moan. He says, climbing on top of me, comp
Love Spell New purposes:
Kira: My phone rings instantly. Its him! My hands shake but I pick up. —How do you know?-He shoots right away. Wow, not even a "Hello Kira" or a "How are you Kira?" He went straight to the point. —I found her on social networks, she posted a photo two weeks ago of the waves breaking against the boardwalk of her city, in addition the profile had her photo and her personal information. — Are you sure it was her who posted that photo? —Yes. When I did her hair treatment we talked for a while and she told me that that was one of her hobbies, to go watch the waves at that place. —Okay.-he hangs up. I groan, frowning at the screen of my cell phone. There was no "Thank you Kira" nor "I miss you, Kira." Theos! What an infuriating man! Patrick: —Your informant is correct, my Lord. The girl is here in Havana and in one piece. Her co-workers believe that she spent two months working in a private clinic in Greece thanks to a contract. However, her neighbors say that she was kidnapped s
Love Spell Coronation:
Patrick:A month has passed since my Lord’s disappearance. That early morning my cell phone did not stop ringing. One by one all the members of the council called me. Despite being in different time zones and countries, they were all prey to great anguish and a feeling of imminent death at the same time.My lord had previously warned them of his intentions to carry out the ritual as soon as possible, nonetheless, none of them could shake the terrible episode of anxiety that took hold of all of us just at the moment our Mégas ... disappeared.—Our Megas is dead. - they whispered.—Our Megas has died.- they lamented.The others have lost the man who saved them, the man who guided them, the man who gave them a second chance... I have lost half of my own soul. The purpose of my existence was to serve him, now that he is gone... I don't know what will become of me.Kira:Villa Philipides has been closed for a month. All of Kyrios Alex's properties on Spiros have been abandoned. The gossips
