19 Results in the "Designated Love Interest" category
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On her bed, between the spider-silk sheets, lay a breathtakingly beautiful male Shaeravyn. He was naked, with shimmering purple skin, well-proportioned muscles and long silver hair. Next to him was an equally naked woman and the messages braided in her lavender hair made Shaelith blush. Both of them looked up expectantly. "Luminous Shaelith," the man purred, rose up on one elbow and let his muscles flex in the soft glow of the mushrooms. "Happy Birthday! We are your present." Despite the moss…-
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Chapter 19 – No Means No
Shaelith turned and saw Benderast approaching. He smelled of moss wine and his gait was slightly unsteady, but those familiar eyes she knew from another life were shining with anticipation. "So," he said, his voice taking on a tone he probably thought was seductive. "Finally alone." Oh no. He ran his fingers through his curly shoulder-length hair, which might have looked charming on another man, but on Ben it seemed terribly rehearsed, as if he had copied the gesture from a bad soap opera. "You look…-
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Laenre sat on her chair made of woven mycelium, making notes on supply listswith an inscrutable expression. "Mother, you can't be serious." Shaelith stood in front of the polished obsidian desk and had her hands clenched into fists. "Vyriz is chained up at that warlock's fortress, losing fingers as we speak, while I'm supposed to enter into a concubine contract with some idiot?" Laenre looked up from a document and fixed her cool amethyst eyes on Shaelith. "De facto, you have already entered into it…
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