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Julianne Donaldson Blackmoore

Briefe an Romeo.

[Reifer Inhalt, keine Vergewaltigung] Alles, was es brauchte, war, eine Regel zu brechen, die sie nicht hätte tun sollen. Er war der böse Junge mit den Tattoos. Sie war das brave Mädchen mit der Brille, und sie gehörte ihm. - Als Julianne Winters beschließt, in das Studentenwohnheim der renommierten Universität zu ziehen, hat sie alles geplant, um ihren Abschluss zu machen und den Ort zu verlassen. Doch ihr Plan gerät schnell ins Wanken, als der Blick von Roman Moltenore aus der Abschlussklasse auf ihr landet. Und seine Erscheinung schreit nichts anderes als TROUBLE. "Welche Regeln?" fragte Julianne stirnrunzelnd, als sie die Seite durchlas. Sie war sich sicher, dass sie auf der Website keine Regeln für den Campus gefunden hatte. # 4. Keine Handys benutzen. # 12. Studenten sollten sich nach elf Uhr nachts nicht mehr außerhalb des Campus aufhalten. Je weiter sie las, desto bizarrer wurde es. Ihre Freundin blätterte um und zeigte dann auf die letzte Regel Nr. 29. Höre auf Roman Moltenore. "Das ist erfunden. Schau, die letzte ist sogar mit Bleistift geschrieben." Julianne konnte nicht glauben, dass ihre Freundin aus dem Nachbarschlafsaal dachte, sie würde darauf hereinfallen. "Und kein Telefon?" "Es ist wichtig, dass du dich an alle Regeln hältst. Vor allem Nummer neunundzwanzig", sagte das Mädchen in einem ernsten Ton. "Denk daran, dich nicht mit Roman einzulassen. Solltest du ihn zufällig sehen, laufe in die andere Richtung. Es gibt einen Grund, warum das hier aufgeschrieben ist." Angesichts der Regeln auf dem Campus greift sie darauf zurück, ihrem Onkel handgeschriebene Briefe zu schicken. Aber wer hätte gedacht, dass sie in den Händen eines anderen landen würden!
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Cartas a Romeo.

``` —Solo bastó con romper una regla que no se suponía que debía —Él era el chico malo con tatuajes. Ella era la chica buena con gafas, y ella era suya. —Cuando Julianne Winters decide mudarse al dormitorio de la prestigiosa Universidad, ella tiene todo planeado para poder terminar su graduación y dejar el lugar. Pero su plan comienza a incendiarse desde el momento en que la mirada de Roman Moltenore de último año se posa en ella. Y su apariencia no grita nada más que PROBLEMAS. —¿Qué reglas? —preguntó Julianne con el ceño fruncido mientras leía la página. Estaba segura de que no había visto ninguna regla del campus mencionada en su sitio web. # 4. Prohibido usar teléfonos móviles. # 12. Los estudiantes no deben deambular fuera del campus después de las once de la noche. Cuanto más leía, más extraño resultaba ser. Su amiga pasó la página y luego señaló la última regla # 29. Escucha a Roman Moltenore. —Esto está inventado. Mira, la última incluso está escrita a lápiz —Julianne no podía creer que su amiga del dormitorio de al lado pensara que caería en eso. ¿Y sin teléfono? —Es importante que cumplas con todas las reglas. Especialmente con la número veintinueve —dijo la chica con tono serio—. Recuerda no involucrarte con Roman. Si llegas a verlo, corre en la dirección opuesta. Hay una razón por la que está escrita aquí. Con las reglas del campus, ella recurre a enviar cartas manuscritas a su tío. ¡Pero quién iba a saber que terminarían en manos de alguien más! ```
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Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 
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Cartas para Romeu.

[Conteúdo Maduro. Sem Estupro] 'Tudo o que ela fez foi quebrar uma regra que não deveria' Ele era o bad boy com tatuagens. Ela era a boa menina de óculos, e ela era dele. — Quando Julianne Winters decide se mudar para o dormitório da renomada Universidade, ela tem tudo planejado para que possa completar sua graduação e deixar o local. Mas o seu plano rapidamente pega fogo a partir do momento em que os olhos de Roman Moltenore do último ano recaem sobre ela. E sua aparência não sugere nada além de CONFUSÃO. "Quais regras?" Julianne perguntou com uma carranca enquanto lia a página. Ela tinha certeza de que não havia visto nenhuma regra do campus mencionada no site deles. # 4. Proibido o uso de celulares. # 12. Os estudantes não devem circular fora do campus após as onze da noite. Quanto mais ela lia, mais bizarras as regras pareciam ser. Sua amiga virou a página e apontou para a última regra # 29. Ouça Roman Moltenore. "Isso é inventado. Olha, a última até está escrita a lápis." Julianne não conseguia acreditar que sua amiga do dormitório ao lado pensava que ela cairia nisso. "E sem telefone?" "É importante que você siga todas as regras. Especialmente a número vinte e nove," disse a menina em um tom sério. "Lembre-se de não se envolver com o Roman. Se você o vir, corra na direção oposta. Há uma razão pela qual está escrito aqui." Com as regras do campus, ela recorre a enviar cartas manuscritas para seu tio. Mas quem diria que elas acabariam nas mãos de outra pessoa!
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Lettres à Roméo.

[Contenu Mature. Pas de Viol] « Il suffisait de briser une règle qu'elle n'était pas censée » Il était le mauvais garçon tatoué. Elle était la gentille fille à lunettes, et elle lui appartenait. — Lorsque Julianne Winters décide de déménager au dortoir de la réputée Université, elle a tout planifié pour pouvoir terminer ses études et quitter l'endroit. Mais son plan prend rapidement feu dès que le regard de Roman Moltenore de la dernière année se pose sur elle. Et son apparence ne crie rien d'autre que des ENNUIS. « Quelles règles ? » demanda Julianne avec un froncement de sourcils en parcourant la page. Elle était sûre de n'avoir vu aucune règle du campus mentionnée sur leur site web. # 4. Interdiction d'utiliser les téléphones portables. # 12. Les étudiants ne doivent pas se promener à l'extérieur du campus après vingt-trois heures. Plus elle lisait, plus cela devenait bizarre. Son amie tourna la page et pointa ensuite la dernière règle numéro 29. Écouter Roman Moltenore. « C'est inventé. Regarde, la dernière est même écrite au crayon. » Julianne ne pouvait pas croire que son amie du dortoir d'à côté pensait qu'elle tomberait dans le panneau. « Et pas de téléphone ? » « Il est important que tu respectes toutes les règles. Surtout le numéro vingt-neuf, » dit la fille d'un ton sérieux. « Souviens-toi de ne pas t'impliquer avec Roman. Si tu arrives à le voir, cours dans la direction opposée. Il y a une raison pour laquelle cela est écrit ici. » Avec les règles du campus, elle en vient à envoyer des lettres manuscrites à son oncle. Mais qui aurait cru que cela finirait entre les mains de quelqu'un d'autre !
ash_knight17 · 67.3K Views

Widow hunter

Her family murdered. She was hunted. She decided to be the hunter and take revenge over her family's death. "Wow! What a view babe!" l commended. "You know l wouldn't do anything less." He replied sheepishly. If he really knows what awaits him, he wouldn't be so happy. I've never seen a man so in love with a younger version of his wife, until l met Mr. Donaldson. Killing his wife for me still is a shocking sight for me. "Woah!! Fiii....nnnally." He exaggerated. "Finally what?" l asked━advancing seductively towards him. I brushed my lips over his left shoulder. His body went cold. I wrapped my hands over his waste and whispered swiftly into his ear as my lip does wonders to it. " Finally your mine Mrs Donaldson "Finally alone yeah?" l said. My hands are now finding it way down his abdomen. I could hear air escaping from his mouth. His dick was growing hard on my hands as l went below━with my hands caress his phallus were really growing hard on me. His shaft was bulging over his pant. He was moaning silly. I smugged within. Just a little more and l can have my way. Slowly l brought out his phallus which was by thid time as hard as it could be with veins charged for action. "Mmmmm....... Right there!" He uttered between moan. "You like it so? Hmmmm...... I'll give it to you!" l assured him. "Wooooo................. That's my girl! Suck the shit out of me baby! Oh yes! There you go.... Hmmmm.... Yeah...." He kept moaning. I stretched out my hands over his body and led him over to the bed. He lay there helplessly pleasure filled. I kept sucking him for over an hour before he released. "Your good baby! So fucking good!" He said. I crawled up to him irrepressibly. He was still lying down eyes tightly closed, waiting for me. I brought out my little barbie as l call her. Shining like ever! And stabbed his well built body any girl will drool over with sexual arousal. I kept stabbing with the blood splashing all over. "Whaaaat......" He tried asking but his life was gone before he could ask his question. "Hahaha......." l giggled satisfactorily. "Bastard!! Good bye baby!!" Been satisfied with several stabbing. I rolled over the bed with his blood dripping down my body. His intestine roughly scattered over the bed. I smiled and went into the shower. "Congratulation Sapphire!! Your now a widow. One down more to go. Haha....." l celebrated.
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Widow Hunter

After Sapphires family were murdered. Being hunted severally she decided to become the hunter. "Wow! What a view babe!" l commended. "You know l wouldn't do anything less." He replied sheepishly. If he really knows what awaits him, he wouldn't be so happy. I've never seen a man so in love with a younger version of his wife, until l met Mr. Donaldson. Killing his wife for me still is a shocking sight for me. "Woah!! Fiii....nnnally." He exaggerated. "Finally what?" l asked━advancing seductively towards him. I brushed my lips over his left shoulder. His body went cold. I wrapped my hands over his waste and whispered swiftly into his ear as my lip does wonders to it. "Finally alone yeah?" l said. My hands are now finding it way down his abdomen. I could hear air escaping from his mouth. His dick was growing hard on my hands as l went below━with my hands caress his phallus were really growing hard on me. His shaft was bulging over his pant. "That included." He bemoan. "Your finally mi.....ne! Mrs. Donaldson." He murmured out. He was moaning silly. I smugged within. Just a little more and l can have my way. Slowly l brought out his phallus which was by thid time as hard as it could be with veins charged for action. "Mmmmm....... Right there!" He uttered between moan. "You like it so? Hmmmm...... I'll give it to you!" l assured him. "Wooooo................. That's my girl! Suck the shit out of me baby! Oh yes! There you go.... Hmmmm.... Yeah...." He kept moaning. I stretched out my hands over his body and led him over to the bed. He lay there helplessly pleasure filled. I kept sucking him for over an hour before he released. "Your good baby! So fucking good!" He said. I crawled up to him irrepressibly. He was still lying down eyes tightly closed, waiting for me. I brought out my little barbie as l call her. Shining like ever! And stabbed his well built body any girl will drool over with sexual arousal. I kept stabbing with the blood splashing all over. "Whaaaat......" He tried asking but his life was gone before he could ask his question. "Hahaha......." l giggled satisfactorily. "Bastard!! Good bye baby!!" Been satisfied with several stabbing. I rolled over the bed with his blood dripping down my body. His intestine roughly scattered over the bed. I smiled and went into the shower. "Congratulation Sapphire!! Your now a widow. One done more to go. Haha....." l celebrated.
Rebeccamelvina · 5K Views

A Witch in the King's Court

Excerpt: "Heartbreaking? That's a new one. I've heard people describe my curse as depressing, tragic, unfortunate and even pitiable. But I haven't heard heartbreaking yet. So, your heart breaks for me, then?" "How could it not?!" Effie exclaimed. "I can't even imagine what life must have been like for you! And it makes me angry for you too!" "Oh? Angry?" Effie nodded her head resolutely. "The way everyone talks about you around here, making you sound like a weak and fragile prince. It makes me angry! The only way I can see it is that it would take a very strong person to survive as long as you have while living with so much pain." "I appreciate your kind words," Reign replied sadly, looking down at the floor. "But I don't think they're exactly wrong. I really am weak. I didn't try to survive. I tried to end my own life to escape the suffering." "I don't think that makes you weak," Effie maintained, offering him a gentle smile. "Unless someone has gone through what you have, I don't think they have the right to judge your actions. Although I'm very glad I was there in the forest that day, so I could stop you from ending it all. I, for one, am glad you're still around." Reign's expression relaxed into a warm smile, his eyes now searching Effie's face so deeply that she suddenly became self conscious, and turned her head away to avoid his gaze. "What are you looking at?! Is there something on my face?" "You smiled," Reign replied contentedly. "I think that was the first time I've ever seen you smile. It lights up your face." ------ Euphemia Blackmoore is a witch. And if you didn’t know, that’s a very bad thing to be in the kingdom of Avanthia, where being a witch is completely outlawed and punishable by death. The "Witch Hunt" as it was called, was a royal decree enacted over one-hundred years ago by the royal La Croix family. So then, how did our Euphemia (Effie for short) end up working in the very court of that very same La Croix family who would burn her in the streets without trial if they ever found out her secret? But as it turns out, sitting in the belly of the whale may just possibly be the safest place for Euphemia to be… at last for now, anyway.
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