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“This will not be pleasant for you,” he rasps, “once we begin, I will not be able to stop.”
You study his flushed body, his ragged breaths, and solemn eyes. You try to find the violent, rabid creature the elders warned you about, but all you’re met with is a question.
You close the distance between you two, and whisper, “Then don’t.”
Or, every hundred years, the dragon protecting your valley demands a mate to join him in his lair, never to return. Certain events compel you to volunteer yourself, but nothing could have prepared you for what awaited you on the mountain.
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“Who was I to you?” She asks him.
Everything, he wants to say. My love. My Goddess. You are the one to whom my heart belongs. Should my soul lose yours again, I will spend another eternity trying to find you.
But all he does is strategically look away and says, “How about I keep you in the dark on that for now?”
Or, Sylus saves you from captivity, and you learn what it means to be a person again.
(Sylus is a dragon in this one).
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There’s a wet sound as his mouth unlatches from you and he says, “Just one more, sweetie. Please.” His eyes are glazed over, drunk on the taste of you. “I’ll make it worth your while.”
Or, Sylus is more than willing to submit to you when it comes to sex. All you have to do is ask.
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“My Dream,” she whispered against his skin, “you fight so hard, and for what? A helmet of bone?” His gaze found hers in the semi-dark, defeated, helpless, and she noticed that the twin stars had fallen from the mantel of his eyes. Lucifer’s attention caught on his trembling lips as he tried to speak, full and winter-pale.
“A crown won't save you from your solitude. I know, I feel it too,” Lucifer said, “Join me here, in Hell, sweet Morpheus. I could make you a king of more than just dreams.”
Or, Lucifer Morningstar tries to take advantage of a vulnerable Morpheus during The Oldest Game.
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There was a room beneath the palace that wasn’t there before. Lucienne would know; she spent countless hours walking the lonely halls as the Dreaming slowly emptied and crumbled in the absence of its lord. And while a part of her wanted to know what resided in the room, another part felt as though she would be better off not knowing.
But Lucienne was not known for avoiding the difficult and the ugly, even if it went against the wishes of the Lord of Dreams himself.
Or, Lucienne learns about the depth of Morpheus’ trauma and Morpheus begins to heal.