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March 3 - March 11, 2025
Neverra was my only peace; if we died here, at least we’d die together. I had found her again, and that was all I ever wanted. She smiled at me and raised her weapon. My amata knew my heart, and I was never alone.
Saw why Samkiel loved her so damned much, even if he refused to say the words. He risked his crown, his throne, and the damned world for her because Dianna was a queen worthy of any king.
Neverra caught my eye, sharing every thought I had through our bond, and nodded in agreement. She was our queen now. If Samkiel chose her, we would gladly follow her through every realm and back.
“You are right where you need to be, god king. I only apologize for what else you will lose.”
Dont play w me rn
“You caught me?” It was a whispered question as if she couldn’t believe it. “Always.”
“I didn’t know where else to go,” she said, her gaze still focused on where the portal had been.
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She could have the very soul from my body if she asked.
“You’re whole, and you’re safe, and you’re here, and you’re mine.”
“Please wake up. I don’t care if you hate me, are angry, or yell and scream. You can wish death upon me, but I need you to wake up. I need you here with me.”
I had fallen, and Samkiel caught me. I’d wanted to take us somewhere safe, and the portal had led me straight to him.
“You went to Novas?” “Yes. I searched for you everywhere.”
“I would have followed you anywhere, Dianna. All you had to do was ask.
“You’re right that I don’t get to dictate how you heal, but gods, Dianna, you could’ve used me. I would have let you, and you know it. Anything you desired, whenever you wanted, any way you wished. All you have to do is ask.”
Samkiel hadn’t remade this massive palace for himself. He’d made it for me.
“You’re a fool if you think I would be happy in a world where you did not exist.”
You are passion and anger, and above all, pure love. You protected me, loved me, and cared for me my entire life. Because of you, I never knew a day that I was not loved.
There is so much out there, and I want you to experience it all. I want you to laugh again, to love, to have fun. I want you to live, truly live. So if you read this, if I am truly gone, know that I would never leave you, even if you can’t see me. I would never abandon you.
“Well, lucky for you, I am here to fix it.”
“Don’t you ever get tired of flirting?” I snapped. “With you? Never. You are fun to play with, Dianna.”
My heart lurched as he held out his hand, his pinky extended.
“Only a fool would not.”
He carried me with my shoes dangling from his fingertips near my thighs.
Uh yeah
What about me? You may be replaceable to Kaden and his ilk, but you are not to me.”
“Yes, fear because when I learned of where you were and what was happening, I realized there is no limit to what I am willing to do for you. The old gods spoke of how powerful we all are and how our emotions can override the critical part of our brains. We trained religiously to ensure the realms, the people, come before all else. We cannot be selfish, but I fear that with you, it is not something I can control. When Vincent told me what was happening, I knew I would rip Onuna to pieces for you. If Kaden had taken you, I would turn mountains to sand to find you. I’ve reduced worlds to desolate
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“There is nothing in my system from Dianna that I’d wish to remove. The thought of just being a simple fuck to her makes me wish to get disemboweled repeatedly. That would hurt less.”
“You, above all, know it is not like that with Dianna or me. Even when she is throwing her anger at me, I do not think I could fully have her and not wish for forever.”
All I ever wanted was for all of you to be happy. When this is done, you and Neverra are free to leave.
All this talk does not give me good vibes abt everyone surviving :((((
“Yejedin is not just a pocket dimension, Logan. It’s a prison.” I pointed at the runes above the cells. “And those runes are meant to hold ancient, powerful beings.”
“You are my only priority.”
“Your smile, Dianna, is only one of the most beautiful things about you.”
“Do you always flirt with homicidal killers?” His smile was bright, making him impossibly more gorgeous, and a part of me ached. “Only the really pretty ones.”
see you. Every single part. I see the part of you that you are trying to bury along with her.”
Trust that I will protect you, every part, and I will do everything I can to keep you from being hurt as long as I exist. I promise.”
“No one comes here. It’s yours if you wish it.” “A whole beach?” I shook my head. “You’d give me a whole beach?” “The world, if you wish.”
Samkiel stared at me as if memorizing my smile, and I knew he’d done it for this exact reaction.
He was a work of art and way too perfect to be true. To find someone as beautiful on the outside as he was on the inside was indescribable.
“I’d be a liar if I said I did not still have feelings for the woman who ripped her heart out to save me, her sister, and the world. The one who will risk everything for someone she cares about without ever thinking of herself. The one who likes loud music and overly sweetened treats and shares everything with me. The woman who ties promises to her small finger. The one who pretends she hates happy movies because she doesn’t think she can ever have her own happy ending. The woman who wields and breathes fire on a whim and loves flowers even when she tries to deny it. I have seen the best of
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Yet he looked at me as if he would rip the world to pieces for me, and I knew I would do so much worse for him.
“Do you think it will ever stop hurting?” I looked up at him as he turned toward me. “My heart?” “If there were some way I could help to make the pain less, I would do it. I would bend any rule I could to make it so for you.”
“Pinky promise.”
“You’re cute when you’re homicidal.” He made a noise low in his throat. “Do not be mean, then flirt with me.” “Why? It’s our whole dynamic.”
“But,” I finally said, “every fragment, every piece of me still left, cares about you. Even the very dangerous and ugly parts.” “Dianna,” he cupped my cheek, the heat of his palm rough against my skin, “there are no ugly parts or pieces of you, and I care about them all, broken or not.”
“Dianna,” he paused, seeming to gather his words, “there is no life with you in it that would be horrible. Horrible is living without you.”
A lock on a door in the house we stood in faded.
“You deserve something nice, my Dianna.”
“You deserve to be worshiped like the goddess you are,” he said, pressing another kiss to my brow. “I’m not a goddess.” “You are mine.”
“I want to taste every part of you,” he said with a groan, “and I intend to.”
“Tell me what you crave, what you need. Tell me what you like so I can do it better than anyone you’ve ever had.”
“You taste so good, baby. I could stay here forever.”
“Good girl.”
Yeah. Im gone for this man.
