Shiki_Fallen
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James Cook is in prison and Katie is his only consistent visitor | S4 canon divergence
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Your devil falls forward to run feverish kisses up over the tops of your legs before he pushes them apart. He's begging, needy, whining pleas that are swallowed by your skin when he mouths at it. His jagged fangs catch but never cut. He values you too much for that.
“Please,” you whisper into the darkness.
Those little red dots of light snap up to find your eyes where they wait invisible in the dark. The monster you look to with desire and fear snarls at the single word from your lips. Fangs catch in the moonlight and you can feel the saliva that drips from his hungry maw. Remmick can wait no longer for his meal.
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When twenty-one year old Safia Rose Nix leaves behind the safety of Brisbane for the overcast streets of Derby, she’s searching for more than just inspiration, she’s searching for herself. Anxious, soft spoken, and creatively adrift, Safia never expects her quiet world to collide with James Cook, a rugged, brooding labourer with bruised knuckles and a past he doesn’t talk about.
James has spent years rebuilding his life from the ashes of his mistakes, keeping people at arm’s length and emotions under lock and key. But when he meets Safia, a girl with ocean eyes and a storm beneath the surface, he’s drawn to her in ways he doesn’t understand and can’t ignore.
As their lives entangle in a slow burning, deeply human romance, Safia and James must confront the shadows of their pasts and the intensity of their connection. He’s the chaos she’s never dared explore. She’s the calm he’s never known he needed.
But can two broken people really build something whole?
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Armand gets a new coffin and Daniel wants to see it--and the room down in the cellar where Armand sleeps. Armand finally agrees and things get hot and heavy.
“What harm could it do?” Daniel asked.
There are lines that should not be crossed.
Daniel laughed at the thought that had come right into his mind. He couldn’t help it. Armand said the funniest things sometimes. “Christ, Armand. Your fangs are in my throat and your hand is on my cock every goddamn night, what the hell are you talking about? Lines! I’m just asking to see where you sleep.”
Armand stared for a long moment, and then dropped his arms. Daniel could see his hesitation.
“Just once,” Daniel pleaded.
Armand sighed heavily. “Fine. Once.” -
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Somewhere in the heart of France, 1973. Daniel Molloy is backpacking his way through a long, hot summer when he stumbles across an ancient castle and its mysterious owner—what happens next is a tale as old as time.