Spark of the Everflame (Kindred's Curse, #1)
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Started reading March 14, 2025
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“Don’t be coy with me. I’ve known you since you were just a babe, tottering around this place in your knickers. You and that boy have been thick as molasses for nearly as long. Only an act of the gods could keep you two from falling in love.”
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“Maybe it only affects women,” I grumbled. “Wouldn’t surprise me. Isn’t it the only realm that’s never had a Queen?” I huffed irritably. “How convenient that their precious magic has never found a woman worthy of the Crown.”
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...is this foreshadowing? Just putting this out there just in case
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“I could take Maura, though,” he said. I snorted. “No, you couldn’t.”
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Prince Luther’s sharp, calculating glare flashed unbidden in my mind. The reminder of him standing so close to me in that hallway, the way it affected me, the heat of his touch and the coldness of his gaze, made my heartbeat stutter.
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are there mates in this universe? are they mates?
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Harder, Your Highness. Wilst thou give me permission to come, Your Highness? Let me kneel for you and show the Prince’s little prince a good time, Your H—
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bit down on my lip to suppress my smile. “Probably so.” He slammed his pencil down, his voice rising. “And she’s Descended and I’m mortal. You know the rules. No marriage, no children.” He looked at me, and my wicked grin gave my thoughts away. He balled up a scrap of paper and bounced it off my forehead. “Fine, fine,” I relented, struggling to wipe the amusement from my face as I turned my attention back to the ceiling.
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He stopped. His eyes darkened as they unapologetically roamed my body. “Did they hurt you?” he growled. I shifted my weight under his sudden scrutiny. “No. I was able to escape.”
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I waited for him to continue, but this time, his words ran dry, tangled up in that turbulent, too-heavy expression. His thumb brushed across my hand, though his eyes were so distant, I wondered if he even realized he was doing it.
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“Let me die with the taste of you on my lips.”
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But Luther wasn’t cold at all. Luther was an inferno.