“Argh, pain! How is this possible?!” Eron started his morning complaining. The alarm went off near his ear, and it suddenly brought him back to his forest campsite, where his whole body was aching. As soon as he moved into his tent to turn to his side, the pain became even more evident. “How great would it be to get a massage,” he thought, lazily closing his eyes again, stuck between sleepiness and pain, thinking of just resting one more minute before getting up and starting the day, then his mind would betray him once again with the need to shut down or blank out. “Would you like me to massage you, Eron?” “Di… Miss Diwana, when did you get here? What are you doing in my tent?” “I never left,” she said in a whisper, looking seductively at the naked, tanned, handsome man by her side. “You don’t remember?” His thoughts: “I wish I did… Maybe it’s because of THAT that my body is hurting. I’d be happy if that was the case… but then, what Did I do to her to be so sore myself?” Eron st
The memory hit him without notice, and he was immediately transported to a building about four stories tall. It was an elegant old wooden mansion colored light blue and green with a pawn and antique shop in the front. The store was really just a facade for a very different kind of business being offered inside the house itself. The last customer entered the pawnshop, and then never exited. Eron waited for them to turn the ‘Open’ sign to ‘Closed,’ and, a couple of hours later, the store had the lights off and the whole business had moved in full to their secondary entrance. It was the one that was reserved only for very regular, well-known, VVIP customers that visited the night workers of the place. ‘The Temptation House’ was at the top of the businesses that were on his old boss' blacklist. Because of that, of course, the job would be reserved for only him to complete. “Good. I’ll give it fifteen more minutes and then go in," the then-assassin thought to himself. "It should be a cl
“Oh no, I’m going to be late! Why didn’t I wake up with the alarm?” Of course, she knew why. The question was really more of a frustrated statement than an actual query, especially since the answer was already part of the dream, she just had… Di dreamed of him. And she’s feeling a lot of embarrassment about it. Even more so since she liked the dream. Extremely liked it… So, as she continued to rush about prepping for her cooking time at four in the morning while the whole house was still asleep, she allowed herself a few moments to remember her dream. And she felt her face flush even more at the memory… +++ The widow found herself outside the house, somewhere in the forest that seemed unfamiliar to her. That should have given her a clue that she was just dreaming. But then, everything felt so real. The smells… the coldness… the sounds… the full moon’s glow illuminating everything, even allowing her to see the muted colors of the trees and bushes in the darkness… All of it was
The memory was over. Eron was back in his camp. The coffee was now ready and served in his oversized tin cup. He shook the sugar at the bottom of it with his not-silver spoon, and he was about to have a sip of the very hot beverage. His mind had been very active in the little time this morning that he had been ‘conscious’ so far, and after the massage that never happened, along with the memory of his past missions, he was deeply thoughtful. “Maybe it’s for the best if I’m not an expert assassin anymore. Just maybe, if I really am losing it and I cannot become a killer again, I can finally do what I came here for, which is to genuinely start over, have a new life, be a new person and truly turn over a new leaf,” he thought, with a certain lady at the back of his mind all the time. At first, he didn't seem to realize it, but then… “And, of course, Diwana doesn’t deserve a killer for a partner…” He took another sip of his coffee, then froze. “Wait, what? What did I just say? No no
"Nah… My father wanted me to be something I can never be," Eron said as he placed Di's things inside his tent for safekeeping. "My brother was pushed to be perfect, and the only one that really cared for me, I had to leave behind…" “I see… was… uh… was it a lady? You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, of course,” she said, feeling her cheeks turning a bit red as she rushed through her last words... Her thoughts: "Why do I care if this person is a woman or not? A man like him was probably surrounded by girls all the time! Diwana… What are you thinking now? He’s nicer than what you’re used to and now you’re thinking more than you should dare to. Remember your place… and also… remember your curse…" She was almost lost in her thoughts, getting sad again, when his words surprised her. “Oh, yes. Indeed, she is a woman. My brother’s wife… everybody saw us more brother and sister than they would see my brother and I as siblings. We’re so close that we call each other twins… Well, I
Myron woke up pretty early for this task since he didn’t want too many people at the precinct when he finally got there. He didn’t plan to stay there for long, either. Just get the stuff and go, hit and run as he would always say as a joke among his colleagues. He was quite the charmer in their department, which made his “sideline” even less likely to be discovered. Besides, the fact that he’s a locally decorated hero twice in his lifetime would definitely put any naysayers or doubters at bay. All he really needed to do was to be careful so he wouldn’t be caught while making sure his “client” would be satisfied with his services. So far, he’s doing pretty well… “Baby, it’s still too early… Why are you getting up already…?” a sleepy, sweet voice said beside him. He looked at his naked wife-to-be who was looking up at him with cute goo-goo eyes, obviously upset that he wouldn’t be staying to snuggle. The boyish-looking cop smiled at her, feeling himself going hard at the longing exp
Myron knew exactly who was at the evidence section that day so he was confident that he wouldn’t be questioned. It was quite a surprise for him to hear Constable Sergei Grant, AKA Serg, to actually ask him what his request was for. "No offence intended, Sir, but you aren’t connected to the team in charge of this case if I remember correctly,” the younger officer said while scratching behind his uniform’s collar. The Detective’s thoughts: “Ok, he’s not exactly aggressive towards me so that would mean he’s just a little unsure about the consequences of giving in to my request. Not so hard to deal with…” "Yup, I do admit it. I’m not part of the investigators in this case. However, I have this feeling that there’s an angle here that we can use to finally bring down those bastards.” "Do you mean the governor’s private army, The Argerlich?” "Shhh, be careful what you say out loud, Serg. You know that there’s no proof that the governor is indeed the leader of those Argers.” "Come on, Li
Jack was still in front of the mass of lumber workers, slowly coming out of the memories of his last teenage years. Yet, the images didn’t stop, and the ones that came next were not the easiest ones… Not too long after the small argument between Jack and his father after church, he would be sent away to study. His father would have said at the time that it was because he had to continue the family business, and even if that was believable for him, he always kept in the back of his mind that his parents Did that to keep him from thinking about his lost sister. It had only been a few months since he left the village and lived in the city of another country while he graduated from his career in administration. It would even help make the lie believable… That his sister was now with a guy… A foreigner, happy somewhere else… Even Jack wanted to believe that. But then, the other girls that disappeared from the village, where did they go? It couldn’t have been all fake, since he saw t
“Diwana, I know you’re in there,” Eron soothingly said as he knocked on his new spouse’s bedroom door in the hopes that she would let him in without much fuss or fight. “I just want to talk, honey pie. Would that be OK?”The muscular Charmer waited a moment, but due to his enhanced hearing, he was sure that his troubled wife was already rising from her bed and was about to open her bedroom door. Within half a minute, she had already done so, but it was obvious from her facial expression that she was anything but all right.Eron instantly held her close as his fingers rubbed her long, wavy, ebony tresses before she could say anything.“Why do you look so down, Di? You can tell me, alright? What’s bothering you, pumpkin pie?”“I can’t do it, my love. I feel so weird doing it. It feels as if I’m not even a normal human being,” Diwana sobbed as a warm tear or two fell on her caring man’s shirt. “I’m afraid the kids may see me differently when I use my magical powers… Or even you!”Eron h
Eron speed-walked into the kitchen and was surprised to only find his Twinny with Mr. and Mrs. Merhi looking unsure at each other. In front of them was a large violet bucket of dark green liquid beside the large dining table with all the food items that they planned to feed the Ogre’s men upon their arrival.“Twinny, where is my wife?” the bulked-up former city man asked hesitantly.“She got a little overwhelmed when Tess and I told her all the possible things she could do with her Faye powers,” the dejected Luna stated with a crestfallen sigh. “I think she was overcome knowing everything that she could do, Twinny. But her Tikbalang Father assured us that it is absolutely essential that she learn the majority of her powers because of the upcoming battles that she would need to face.”“I feel that Senyor Armanaz means to pit her against that whore witch Chin Kahlagu when Eleuthera finally goes full force, Eron,” the chubby Police Chief admitted as he lovingly held his wife Tessy to his
“Hello, mom! It’s Emily…”At that point, Jack could hear various muffled but delighted female squeals and male yells in the background of his new fiancé’s phone call’s other line, which was obviously on speaker mode. He could easily tell that Em’s family was truly rejoicing over her return to Mendez.After a few moments of awkwardly answering her parent’s and siblings’ questions about her sudden disappearance from their village, the young light-haired lumberyard owner cleared his throat to make the female abductee aware of his presence along with his willingness to rescue her from telling more about her past traumatic experiences to her very curious family members.“Oh, by the way, I’d like to introduce a longtime friend to everyone there. Everybody, this is Jack. Remember the guy who gifted me the so-called alabaster box as you all called it years before? He would like to talk to you, Dad, if it’s OK?”“Yes, I do remember him, daughter. Put him on the line, please…”At her male paren
“Eron, I’m already done with your request,” Madame Tess declared with a pleased voice as she entered the half-filled living room. “We can now use it to enchant the food items that you plan to feed to your Ärger guests.”The hazel-eyed Charmer immediately stood up from the flowery-patterned armchair where he was lounging and gave a small nod and smile of approval at what he heard. “That’s wonderful news, Mrs. Merhi! Now all we have to do is drizzle your potion on the foodstuff in the dining room table and kitchen counters.”“Leave that to us and your Twinny, son. But I would like to ask Diwana to join us so we can continue to teach her how to use her Faye magic.”“Of course, Madame. All you need to do is ask,” the smiling curvy mate said as she stood from the matching floral sofa, then quickly walked towards her renter slash magic mentor. “We can begin now, no problem.”“While you're doing that, we’ll just take our ride back to our rented shack and get those skinned bunnies so you can
The door of the nearest 2nd-storey bedroom next to the wide staircase resounded with half a dozen loud knocks before Emily could answer the door.“Just a minute, Helena. I needed to take a bath since I couldn’t take one before I had completed the medical examination at the hospital this morning,” the young lady said in a voice loud enough to be heard by the person behind the door. “I hope I didn’t make you wait too long.”Emily quickly opened the door and gasped in surprise at the sight of the tall, good-looking and well-built man behind it. She froze, her mouth wide open in the middle of wiping her dripping hair with the white towel provided by their landlady. “J-Jack, why are you here?” stuttered the rescued female, in shock and extreme nervousness.“Hello, Emmy. Can I talk to you for a bit?” the lumberyard supervisor asked a little hesitantly. “That is, if you have nothing to do right now…”“No… I mean, yes, I am not busy at the moment, so yeah, we can talk. Please come in,” the
“Hey, Hero. Looks like your Eleuthera idea is turning out great!” Nick said from the passenger seat of his friend’s car. “Am I also glad that you’ll now be freeing your men and my buddies from that Chin bitch’s hold! That has always been a problem for me, which is why I keep Brenner’s concoction regularly to counter Chin’s potions in our food that’s being served at the mansion.”“It was one of the first things that Bren mentioned after he realized it. He ate from the governor’s buffet table and found himself sexually pleasuring the governor without even being aware of how it happened, bro,” the Ogre admitted as he continued to drive around 1 mile per hour less than the highway’s speed limit since he was in a hurry to get to Mendez and he knew that the high-powered vans where the Ärgers that were riding behind him were closely following him. He was driving this fast since he truly wanted to liberate his men from the enchantment of the governor’s wife and Ed himself as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, back in the city…Ring, ring, ring… Click!“Hello, wife. Why are you calling me on my landline so early in the morning? This better be really important, Chin!”“It is, Ed. Have your private army already gone to Mendez?”“Yes, they left with my Left Hand a few hours ago…”“I just looked into my scrying crystal and I saw your precious little Left hand will soon manage to break the loyalty spell that I put on the Ärgers somehow!”“What? He would not dare! Didn’t your spell work on the Ogre as well, wife?”“I don’t know how, but he and the Right Hand seem impervious to my lesser-powered enchantments even from day one. I remember telling you that even from the start, husband dear. Don’t you remember?”The governor swallowed the words that he was about to say and just left them to run through his thoughts as he remained silent; I do remember your warning, Chin, but it mattered to me that anyone cannot influence my closest underlings by magic or sorcery. Even by you, wife. I canno
“Okay Macky, please let them know your mama and me will just get dressed then we’ll be meeting them downstairs!” the former Right Hand yelled from inside the locked bathroom. “Just tell them to wait, alright?”“Yep, will do Papa Eron!” the smiling male youth replied, then immediately left to obediently follow his new stepfather’s instructions. “Oh, before I forget Papa, I brought the clothes that you were carrying home with you inside your bedroom.”“Thanks, Macky!” As he answered his new stepson, the muscular tinkerer stood up from the white clawed-foot bathtub and then offered his large, long-fingered hand to his mate. While the fully naked Lycan husband gently pulled his wife to her feet, Diwa suddenly spoke up.“Don’t you lock your door, love? I remember handing you the key for it when you paid your advance before…”“I never do, cupcake, and now that you will let me transfer to your room since we are now married, we can let my Twinny transfer to my bedroom and let Macky go back to
“Is it okay if I use the bathtub while you shower, Eron?” the naked curvy Diwa inquired as she slowly stepped into her filled bubbly bath which she had already prepared to meet her preference. “That way we can take our baths in unison so we can be on time to receive our guests later.”The younger hazel-eyed muscled male smirked as he replied, “Why should we take separate baths, cherry pie when I’m sure we can both fit in the bathtub?” he suggested as his passion heavily reflected from his eyes and tone while he slowly approached his now-soaking and sponging wife.“But how on earth can we fit in here, husband?” asked Diwa in a half-laughing and partially panicked voice as she tried to move her long tanned and smooth legs to accommodate the burly hunk of a man as he stepped into the warm and fragrant waters of the tub. “I don’t think that’s possible, love.”Eron chuckled low, his broad, hairy chest rumbling along to his deep and delicious masculine sound. “Believe me, Diwana there are so