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[hwang-inhos-fish]

Songbird Ch 4 - Bonus Round

Sang-woo’s breath stops in his lungs. 

Does he know? 

Not, is anyone watching, but, are there cameras. 

Does he know Sang-woo is here? Did he pick up on his scent somehow, his presence? It may be too much to hope for, but Sang-woo grasps for the thread of comfort anyway, indulging in the kind lie to himself that Gi-hun knows he’s here. That his Omega is comforted by his presence.

I’m here, I’m here, he says in his mind, and he doesn’t realize he’s saying it with his body too until his own scent surrounds him, acidic with anger and anxiety but soothing, protective. The vanilla of old books, the must of tobacco, dark-roasted coffee, old wood, paper, ink. His body is receiving the distress call of his once-almost-mate, the hormones of stress and uncertainty, and is trying desperately to give comfort. To make it better. 

He can’t make it better, can’t reach his Omega, not even with his scent, and it sends his instincts into a circular frenzy. 

The masked Alpha takes Gi-hun’s latter phrasing and runs with it - “There are no cameras in this room,” he says carefully, truthfully, lying through omission. 

Sang-woo bristles with fury. He feels it needling under his skin, hot and dense, simmering. 

He keeps it contained. He doesn’t blink. 

Don’t react. Don’t react. Don’t react. 

Gi-hun signs the contract so fast Sang-woo almost doesn’t realize it happened. 

[witchthewriter]

𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒑𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝑻𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑜 𝑀𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑

[thethoughtsofafangirl]

New Moon by Stephenie Meyer

I was like a lost moon—my planet destroyed in some cataclysmic, disaster-movie scenario of desolation—that continued, nevertheless, to circle in a tight little orbit around the empty space left behind, ignoring the laws of gravity.

Midnight Sun Eclipse

[i-am-impertinent]

She always thought that the supernatural was something in books. Willow Crawford was happy to leave it there, more than content with her plants and her friends to keep her company. But when the new Doctor and his family come to town, why does her eyes constantly keep going to the honey blond boy? And what secrets does he have hidden? [Jasper/OC]

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CRESCENT CHAPTER 20: PRETTY GIRL

I gasped as I opened my eyes and sat abruptly. I ran my hands over my face, wiping away the tears, breathing heavily, and looked around to find Esme, Rosalie, and Alice watching me, confused and concerned. I lunged towards Rosalie and held her close as I cried, her blonde hair fisted in my hands as I made sure she was there in front of me. 

“I’m so sorry, Rose,” I sobbed onto her shoulder.

@alexandra-scribbles

[walkerduchess]

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Chapter Two: Match Made in Heaven

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CRESCENT CHAPTER 19: POWER

The newcomers walked like predators, and I realized I was looking at feral vampires for the first time in my life. The Cullens were domesticated house cats compared to this group. 

for my friend @alexandra-scribbles for the newest chapter of her twilight fic :) 

[walkerduchess]

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Chapter Four: The Getaway