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She was murdered with her mama at the hands of the Forever King, Fabién Voss. Know no shame, gentle reader. I also cried.
good start
“I drew breath to warn Dior to back off slow, but true to form, the Almighty took the chance to slip his cock into my earhole.
WHAT
“Better to be a bastard than a fool.” Jean-François smiled. “You are not a bastard, de León. You are a cunt.” “Well. You are what you eat, vampire.” “Charming.” “My wife certainly thought so.”
“It’s the lowest kind of man who raises a hand to his child and calls it love.” “She was not your child.” “Famille is not always blood.”
WAS???
“A flush rose on Dior’s cheeks at that promise, and fear gripped us as we saw her eyes roaming Lilidh’s throat, licking absent-minded at the corner of her mouth.
she's gotta be lying about becoming a thrall...right?
When someone you love is taken from you, their memory is all you have left, and sharing that memory can make it somehow feel less … yours. As if you’re giving away a piece of it, and a piece of the person you lost besides.
