The Relic (Cradle of Darkness #2) - Addison Cain Page 0,60
the top of Pearl’s head, I brushed the back of a claw down the smiling cheek of my sweet little girl. And all was right in the world.
Thank you for reading The Relic! Pearl is a fan favorite, and you’ve long begged that I #FreePearl and give her the happily ever after she deserves. Pearl’s development amidst Vlad’s actions was great fun for me. I hope you enjoyed it too.
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Swallow it Down
Chapter One
Dripping, swampy sweat had gathered between Eugenia’s breasts. Her mouth a desert. Knowing exactly how foul the act was, she delved dirty fingers between slimy mounds to bring the salty brine to parched lips.
And she sucked them clean, ignoring the taste of road dust.
Scrambling to cover exposed skin, cleavage was concealed. From head to toes, her body fully draped to protect from the relentless sun. That same protection half the reason she was melting alive in no man’s land.
Sweat.