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Meg LawrenceI'm not crying. You're crying. Our girl is slowly being brought back into the land of the Mythicals and her family. Are you excited about what's next? Thanks for reading along and supporting this story! Big things are on the horizon, and I can't wait for it!
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The Vampire's Opal 15 Years Later
“Come on! Kick harder! Watch your left! Your other left!!!” Jack rubbed a hand over his face, his frustration coming to the surface. Claire ducked just in time as Zach threw a punch towards her face. “Two hours of sparring and you are just now coaching me?!” Claire huffed and pushed the flaming red locks out of her sweaty face. “If only you could move as fast as your mouth.” Jack chuckled. He loved seeing how stubborn his daughter could be when she was angry. Watching her train with her “big brother”, Jack knew she was special. After only two years of combat training and weightlifting, she could hold her own in a fight. Claire dodged another kick, grabbed Zach’s leg, and tripped him. She ended her move by sitting on top of his chest and punching him perfectly in the middle of his face. “Fuck sis. That shit hurts!!” Zach griped. Even after 15 years, Jack’s adopted daughter surprised him. Who knew a simple human could get the best of a vampire? Zach was a full foot taller than C
The Vampire's Opal Girls' Night
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The Vampire's Opal Malachy
Authority. It was oozing from him. As the men meandered into the room, the air electrified, stealing Claire’s breath from her chest. The man beside her father entered the room with confidence and poise. His size alone was intimidating, throwing in his dark features and serious manner, and Claire understood why the Council sent him. He was obviously a superior warrior who commanded attention. But Jeeeeeeezzz. Claire couldn’t look away. He had to be around 6’4, easily one of the tallest men she had ever seen. His dark chestnut hair was tied back into a low bun, it only made his strong jawline more prominent with his perfectly shaved face. Intense, deep brown eyes rested on her bright green ones. His tailored black suit didn’t even have a wrinkle in it; the complete opposite of the disheveled looks of her family after the rogue encounter. Breathe, girl. Don’t freak out. A god just walked into your house. Be cool. Breathe. She cautiously walked around the couch, while wiping her swe
The Vampire's Opal Football Sunday
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The Vampire's Opal Make Your Heart Skip A Beat
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The Vampire's Opal Bowling
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