Rape

In the shadowed depths of an ancient forest, where moonlight pierced the canopy like silver daggers, the eternal feud between vampires and werewolves raged on. Darius, a centuries-old vampire lord with skin as pale as death and eyes burning crimson with unholy hunger, had tracked his prey for nights. His target: Luna, a fierce werewolf alpha, now shifted into her massive wolf form under the full moon's curse

Tommy leaned back against the seat, his chest rising and falling as he tucked himself away again, a satisfied smirk curling his lips. Before he leaned up "Damn, darlin', you got a mouth like velvet. You're such a good girl." he murmured, wiping her face clean with more napkins before fixing her clothes. "Now, let's get you home before your daddy worries. But remember, darlin'—this is our little secret. And we'll be doin' this again real soon."

In the throbbing haze of a raucous abandon house party, 18-year-old Lila huddled in a corner, her ripped and ragged clothes clinging to her slight frame like a second skin. She was poor as dirt, homeless for months after aging out of the foster system, crashing wherever she could find a couch or a kind word. Tonight, her so-called friends had dragged her here, promising free booze and a warm place to stay, but they'd ditched her hours ago, vanishing into the night with laught