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His fingers don\u2019t move fast enough, teasing, so I do it myself. \u201cI need you,\u201d I whisper against his lips. \u201cI need you inside me.\u201d He pulls me onto him without preamble, his thick length filling me in one brutal thrust. I cry out, my body stretching around him, the pain of his sudden intrusion blending with pleasure so intense it feels like death. His hands grip my hips with bruising force, guiding me as I begin to move.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s it,\u201d he growls, watching every flicker of emotion that crosses my face. \u201cShow me how badly you want this dick.\u201d I ride him frantically as if this moment might disappear, my body no longer my own. The cuts on my chest sting with every movement, blood trickling down my torso in thin rivulets. He leans forward to catch them, his tongue trailing along the curve of my breast, his eyes locked on mine as he savors me, reverently healing his harm.<\/p>\n

The sight of him tasting me sends electric currents straight to my core, pressure coiling tight and urgent in my lower belly, my thighs trembling with the promise of release. But just as the first spasms begin to ripple through me, my vision clears like lifting smoke, and we are sitting on the boat as it comes to a halt, clothes intact, not a drop of blood to be found.<\/p>\n

Daxton lounges beside me, one arm draped casually over the seat, working a cherry lollipop between his teeth, a smile curled around the stick. Fuck. I scramble the fuck out of there as quickly as I can, nearly falling over the side of the boat. I look back at him one more time, and he waves two fingers, clearly still amused with himself.<\/p>\n

I can still feel him on my skin, taste him on my tongue\u2014but whatever dark magic he has wafting off him will not be taking hold of me. But what the fuck was it? And why did it feel so real? As I scramble inside the crowded house again, I pass a couple of guys in the hall who I know are some of Gavin\u2019s frat brothers. \u201cHey, have you seen Gavin?\u201d I shout over the blaring music. The group of five exchanges awkward looks before one speaks.<\/p>\n

\u201cNah, mamita,\u201d he shouts back. \u201cYou can dance with me, though.\u201d He pushes through his friend with a smirk, but I don\u2019t give the smug bastard the time of day; all these damn boys are the same. I hear a commotion on the wind of my departure, but I don\u2019t stop to look. Heading around to the front hall, I scurry up the spiral grand staircase to avoid any more encounters with Eric.<\/p>\n

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This novel is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Forever and Always Copyright \u00a9 2026 by Aria Devereux All rights reserved. ISBN: 979-8-9928519-1-5 (ebook) 979-8-9928519-2-2 (Paperback) No portion of this book may be reproduced in any form or by electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except as permitted by U.S.<\/p>\n

copyright law. Developmental Edits: Kayla Whittle Copy and Line Edits: Marilyn Haynes with Meditoral Services Proofreading by Alysha Thornton at Athroneedits Cover Art, Interior Design, and Formatting: Anna from The Bloodied Soul Creative Printed in the United States of America First Edition Printed 2026 Aria Devereux Long Island, New York OceanofPDF.com Contents Content and Trigger Warnings A Note From Death Playlist Mackenzie\u2019s Journal Prologue 1.<\/p>\n

Mackenzie 2. Daxton 3. Mackenzie 4. Daxton 5. Mackenzie 6. Mackenzie 7. Daxton 8. DAxton 9. Mackenzie 10. Daxton 11. Mackenzie 12. Daxton 13. Mackenzie 14. Daxton 15. Mackenzie 16. Mackenzie 17. Mackenzie 18. Daxton 19. Mackenzie 20. Mackenzie 21. Thanatos 22. Mackenzie The End..? Acknowledgments About the Author Also by Aria Devereux OceanofPDF.com For those who defied death\u2019s embrace\u2026and the ones who didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

This is for you. OceanofPDF.com Welcome, Little Mortals. If you\u2019re here, it\u2019s already too late\u2014you are now a part of Death\u2019s design. Thank you for stepping into this world and trusting me to guide you through it. In this story, death is not a whisper in the wind\u2014he\u2019s ready to viciously collect what\u2019s owed. He\u2019s efficient, occasionally indulgent, and very aware that mortals tend to fall apart when he\u2019s in the room.<\/p>\n

Thus, souls are claimed, and fate gets its due. That said, between the bloodshed and divine reckoning, there\u2019s dark humor, temptation, and moments where Death reminds us that endings don\u2019t have to be sorrowful. Sometimes they\u2019re theatrical. Sometimes they\u2019re a vengeance. And sometimes\u2026 they\u2019re kind of fun. This story is unapologetic in its violence and indulgent in its intimacy.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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