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The Temptation of the Fallen
Author: Yep
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Lust stood at the edge of the clearing, her green eyes glowing in the darkness, her smile wide and confident. The moonlight caught her pale skin, making her look almost ethereal, almost beautiful. Almost human.

She looked at Lex, then at Cedric, then back at Lex. Her gaze lingered on each of them, slow and deliberate, as if she was savoring something.

"You're both so strong," she said, her voice dripping with honey. It was the kind of voice that promised things—warmth, comfort, pleasure. The ki
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