Elle

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I feel my teeth sharpen in my mouth, look down to see my fingernails extending and curving, growing into hard claws, feel strength building in the marrow of my bones, giving me power I hadn’t felt since I was sixteen. Aerik makes a sound of horror and surprise and my gaze shoots to him, pinning him in place. I growl at him, baring my razor teeth, and before I know what I’m doing, I’m jumping out of the tank and landing right in front of the cell. “From this moment forth, I will never have to listen to you again,” I grind out, my voice sounding less human, more monster. More Syren. His mouth ...more
A Ship of Bones & Teeth
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