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Любовь требует жертв. Жертвы требуют крови. Что за жертва без крови?
Навия казалась такой чистой и невинной, пить её кровь, её безусловно сладкую кровь, было преступлением. Но Клоринда уже совершила его, когда согласилась жить неделю в незнакомом поместье.Bookmarked by Pineapples (Pineapples_core)
02 Dec 2024
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And, oh, there it is. That damned face. That heart-wrenching expression.
Clorinde, her heart bared for Navia and her eyes shining more pathetically than anyone else in the world. She’s like a little kicked dog, looking up with the lightest of pouts and her breath held in silent question. Her eyebrows tilt up as if asking Navia for the world and Navia hates how her chest clenches at the simple recognition that this is the woman who killed her father.
It’s not fair.
It’s just not fair.
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30 Oct 2024
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Clorinde thought of a man entering an arena, one foot already in the grave, and final wishes on his lips. Of blood on her sword, her gloves, dripping from the splintered shards of her soul. She thought of promises broken with the living; oaths she’d kept with the dead.
"Yes, I'm prepared to die."
"Good," said Wriothesley.
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Or, Clorinde dies and Navia has a lot of unresolved feelings about it.Bookmarked by Pineapples (Pineapples_core)
29 Oct 2024
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Clorinde has never been a regular alpha. She's never experienced a single rut and has been told that she just hasn't found the right omega. This all changes when she unexpectedly runs into a beautiful omega in heat. Things get messy when she later finds out that this alluring omega is the new model joining the same agency she works for.
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- Part 3 of Women Loving Women A/B/O
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18 Oct 2024
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“She’s just... so beautiful,” Navia slurred, voice thick with alcohol. Her eyes were half-closed, a dreamy expression plastered across her flushed face. “And strong, you know? That sword of hers, the way she... handles it...”
Chiori was already dreading what would come next.
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30 Sep 2024