All Chapters of Love Spell: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Kira:I came like a fucking train. Theos! This man can't be normal. He takes something, he certainly must be taking something in order to have so much stamina.After melting my brain on the living room floor, he lifted me into his arms as if I weighed what a doll does and we got under the shower. We took a quick bath and I made myself breakfast.What a morning fuck. Oh yeah!I got dressed to go to work, he said he would accompany me. I put on a yellow blouse and a black miniskirt, underneath them a decent set of underwear, the skirt was so short that when he slammed my back against the door his fingers were inside my panties in seconds.— Change the skirt, or say goodbye to it.- He hissed against my neck.— I dress as I please, Amíntoros. Don't go thinking just because I let you fuck me that means you are my owner.— Mh. Have it your way.- he murmured and ripped my skirt into three large parts.I screamed.—Are you crazy! Look what you've done.- I protested indignantly.— I warned you

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,

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

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

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