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Chapter Forty Eight - Taken
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Damien“She’s been gone for two nights. Two fucking nights!” I yelled, my voice ringing through Lilith’s throne room. The white flames on the torches lining the walls flared with my anger, casting jagged shadows across the black stone.“And you think that’s my problem?” Lilith replied lazily, not even bothering to look up from where she was filing her nails.“I’m trying to have a serious conversation here, Lilith,” I said, forcing myself to stay calm. “No human can go two days without sleep. Something’s wrong—something must’ve happened to her.”She finally paused, tilting her head like she was considering my words. “Relax. Maybe she got into some kind of accident or…” Lilith trailed off, a faint smirk tugging at her lips. “Oh, right. If she so much as closed her eyes, you’d see her, wouldn’t you?”“That’s what makes it so strange!” I snapped, raking a hand through my hair. “Her dreamscape is normal—no interruptions, no signs of distress. But if she hasn’t slept in two days…” I traile
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Luxiana SommerisI’d been locked here for days, but now I understood why Morpheus had wiped out our entire bloodline. He knew exactly how powerful Oneiromancers could be.I didn’t need Damien to explain it, and I didn’t need my grandmother’s journal to spell it out for me. Morpheus had made it obvious. He was afraid—terrified of what I could do. Why else would he keep me locked up and guard me himself? That fear was something I could use, but first, I had to figure out how.I leaned back against the cold, rough bars forcing myself to take slow breaths. My hands stung, raw, and bleeding from where I’d clawed at the bars earlier. I’d been so close to losing it, but somehow, I managed to stop myself from destroying the cage. Not that I could’ve, anyway.A few hours ago, I’d tried to use my powers, but they barely flickered to life. Weak. Pathetic. I didn’t have enough strength, and this place—the heavy air, the oppressive energy—was suffocating me. But I couldn’t give up. I had to get
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Luxiana SommerisThe warmth of the sunlight creeping through my blankets woke me, its rays forcing my heavy eyelids open. I blinked against the brightness, feeling the soft heat wrap around me like a reluctant embrace.“Good, you’re awake,” a familiar voice said. Turning my head, I spotted Damien standing nearby. His arms and legs were wrapped in fresh bandages, the stark white strips a striking contrast against his pale skin.I blinked several times, struggling to process where I was. For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming. The last thing I remembered was closing my eyes in Morpheus’ realm, though I had no idea how many days—or weeks—had passed since then.“W-Why am I still here in this realm?” I stammered, my voice dry and barely above a whisper. I tried to sit up, but my body refused to cooperate. Every limb felt impossibly heavy, weighed down by exhaustion and lingering pain.“You shouldn’t try to move yet,” Damien said softly. “I did everything I could to heal you, but…
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Luxiana Sommeris“I’m not sure if I should tell you this,” Damien began, his tone unusually solemn. “But we’ll face a lot of trouble in the coming days. Maybe weeks. Hopefully months.” His words hung heavily in the air before he added quietly, “I don’t even know how long we’ll have together.”His confession made my heart ache, the kind of ache that made me want to cover my ears and refuse to hear more. Yet, despite the sinking feeling in my chest, I asked, “W-What is it? What do you mean?” My voice wavered, betraying my unease.Even if it hurt, I couldn’t ignore this. If he didn’t tell me tonight, I’d overthink it endlessly until it drove me mad. Damien shifted his gaze around the room as if searching for something before letting out a low grunt. “I wanted to tell you somewhere better,” he admitted, “but here will have to do.”I couldn’t help but notice how hesitant he was, and for a moment, his uncertainty made him look so endearing it nearly made me smile despite the situation. H
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Luxiana Sommeris“Are you comfortable now?” Damien asked, his voice gentle but tinged with a patience that seemed hard-won. His gaze rested on me, his expression soft yet cautious, as if he were holding himself back for my sake.I nodded slightly, though the truth was more complicated than a simple yes or no. I hadn’t expected this—him—to feel so overwhelming. How can someone be this huge? My body felt stretched, filled in a way that was almost too much to bear, yet somehow it also brought a strange, intoxicating sense of pleasure that left me breathless. Is everyone like this? Is this the reason why some people are obsessed with having sex with someone?“Yes, I’m okay now,” I whispered, my voice barely audible, and the moment the words left my lips, he shifted. Slowly, he lifted my legs, guiding them over his shoulders with a tenderness that sent a shiver through me. Then, with a steady rhythm, he began to move, each thrust deeper than the last, sending waves of sensation coursi
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Luxiana Sommeris“What on earth happened to you? You couldn’t even get up to open the door! It wasn’t locked, for crying out loud! Are you out of your mind?!” Margaret’s voice was sharp as she scolded me. She stood at the foot of my bed, arms crossed, her frustration plain to see.I stayed silent, staring up at the ceiling. I hadn’t realized the door wasn’t locked. It was pure luck that nothing bad had happened to me.“And now you’re just going to lie there, smiling and sighing like we’re not even here?” Margaret’s voice rose again, pulling me out of my thoughts.“I-I wasn’t feeling well,” I stammered, finally forcing myself to speak. “I didn’t know what to do… or what I even did.” It was a lie, and I knew it sounded weak. I just prayed they wouldn’t press me further. I honestly didn’t have any answers.“Maybe she had a nightmare,” Anton said quietly, his voice more measured than Margaret’s. “It’s been happening a lot lately. People dying in their sleep, screaming before their hearts
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Luxiana Sommeris"Okay, so what happened in the faction?" I asked curiously as we settled on my bed. Sitting cross-legged, we faced each other, the air between us thick with unspoken tension.Damien ran a hand through his hair, his expression serious. “Well, most of the succubi and incubi are being punished.”“They’re not meeting their quotas, and it’s becoming a big issue. Apparently, some of their victims are dying, while others are too scared to do anything. Fear has paralyzed them.” he added.I nodded slowly, processing his words. “I see. Did Lilith say anything about this?” My curiosity piqued, but his response was a simple shake of his head.“No,” Damien said, his voice grim. “Even Lilith is missing. Her underlings are dishing out punishment to those demons who haven’t fulfilled their quotas.”I let out a deep sigh, my shoulders sagging under the weight of it all. “There’s a problem in the waking world too.”“A lot of people are dying in their sleep, and there’s no medical expla
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Luxiana SommerisFrom the moment Damien and I had sex, I found myself wanting to enter the dream realm earlier and earlier. There was something about the pleasure we shared that became addictive. It wasn’t just me—Damien seemed to feel the same pull as if our connection was irresistible for both of us.Every time I entered the dream realm early, he was already there waiting for me, his presence like a magnet pulling me in. Words weren’t necessary between us. The moment our eyes met, we closed the distance, and our lips found each other in an electrifying kiss. It escalated quickly—hands exploring, clothes discarded, and bare skin pressed together.“Damien…” I gasped his name as he laid me on the bed, his body above mine, moving with purpose and power. I loved this position—the way his weight pinned me down, the control he had as he moved rhythmically against me.“What is this position called?” I had asked him once, my curiosity breaking through the haze of desire.“It’s called miss
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Luxiana Sommeris“So, this is where you work?” Damien mused as we came to a stop outside the city library. His stormy blue eyes scanned the grand structure before us, his lips curving into an intrigued smile. “It’s huge.”I followed his gaze, taking in the towering stone building I had come to know so well. The carved pillars, the intricate arched windows, and the massive double doors leading inside stood proudly, a testament to the history within. The early morning light bathed the library in a golden hue, and a soft breeze rustled the trees lining the sidewalk, carrying the faint scent of old books and fresh ink.“Yeah, this is the city library,” I said, my voice laced with fondness. “We have one of the largest collections in the country—almost every book you could imagine.” I inhaled deeply, already able to picture the familiar rows of bookshelves, the worn wooden tables, and the quiet rustle of pages turning.Damien tilted his head slightly, amused. “You really love this place.”
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Luxiana SommerisWhen I woke up the following day, my entire body ached in ways I had never experienced before. A deep soreness settled into my muscles, making even the simple act of shifting beneath the sheets feel challenging. It was as if every fiber of my being remembered Damien’s touch, his kisses, the way his hands had explored me so thoroughly that now, even the ghost of his touch made me shiver.I blinked a few times, my vision adjusting to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. A quiet, heavy stillness surrounded me, one that immediately told me something was missing. My eyes roamed the room, taking in the familiar details—the books stacked haphazardly on my nightstand, the thin trail of moonlight still lingering from the early hours of dawn, the faint imprint on the pillow beside me.But he was gone. A strange hollowness settled in my chest. I had known, logically, that he wouldn’t be able to stay forever. My power had limits, after all. No matter how bad
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Luxiana SommerisThe next day at work, I was relieved that everything was peaceful. The steady rhythm of the library, the faint rustling of pages, and the quiet hum of the computers created a familiar sense of calm. There were no unexpected disruptions, no sudden chaos—just the usual serenity that made this place feel like a sanctuary.And yet, a lingering sense of disappointment tugged at me. I had hoped to see Damien in the realm last night, even if only for a brief moment. It wasn’t unusual for us to miss each other sometimes, but I couldn’t help feeling a little let down. He better make it up to me later.Shaking off my thoughts, I forced myself to focus on work. I had responsibilities here, and I wasn’t about to let my personal feelings distract me. I immersed myself in checking the book rental schedules, my eyes scanning the due dates and borrower names with precision.So engrossed was I in my task that I didn’t notice someone staring at me until I felt the weight of their ga
Whispers Of My Incubus Guardian Chapter Ninety Eight - Cold
Luxiana SommerisWhen we finally stumbled upon a coffee shop, we stepped inside, relieved to find the warmth of the café embracing us. The air carried the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee, mingling with the faint scent of vanilla and cinnamon. The place wasn’t crowded—hardly anyone was here, which wasn’t surprising considering it was nearly midnight.Soft, ambient music played in the background, a gentle piano melody that filled the otherwise quiet space. Dim yellow lights bathed the wooden tables in a golden glow, creating a cozy, intimate atmosphere. A few customers sat scattered around, some engrossed in their laptops, others lost in their own world, sipping their drinks silently.Anton and I approached the counter, placing our orders. The barista, a tired-looking young woman with a ponytail, worked swiftly, her movements practiced as she poured steamed milk into a cup and drizzled caramel over the foam. Moments later, she handed me my caramel macchiato, its warmth seeping in
