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Stealing Love||Crowley and Cecily||Closed

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Long ago, there resided two kingdoms: that of the Gods that oversaw the Earth and that of the Underworld, where those who died were sent. 

The Underworld was ruled by Crowley, a God who loved to make deals and often tricked Mortals into exchanging their souls for favors. He’d give them a year to get their affairs in order and then he’d collect. 

Cecily didn’t know any of this. Not really. The Spring Goddess had never met the other God that so many fear and lived blissfully unaware of any dangers that lurked in the darkness. 

She thrived on Earth, coaxing new flowers to bloom, reviving those that looked wilted. She could make it rain and she did on occasion, if only to insure that her flowers would live for years to come. 

The goddess had just stepped foot on Earth to check on her “children”, unknowing of the eyes that watched her.

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The Turn||Cecily and Crowley||Closed

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Cecily Lefevre had never thought that they would have caught her. Her brothers had taught her to fight, to escape from the their clutches but she’d frozen and now…

Now she was standing, naked, in front of a group of vampires, being eyed like steak and she knew that was all she was to them: another meal, a blood slave. She shivered softly, both from cold and fear, and did her best to cover herself from the wandering eyes.

Fantastic.

“We will now start the bidding with an opening bid of $100,000. Do I hear $100,000?”

And so it began.

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