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February 11 - February 17, 2025
So, no, Samkiel was who I was, who I would forever be, and Liam died with whatever part of Dianna’s heart fractured that night.
“When I burn this world to embers, and you paint me as the villain, remember, I really did try to be good… once.”
“You have taken someone from me with your actions—someone very precious to me. And now you have helped a lunatic corrupt her already damaged heart, shattering it into a million pieces. They are pieces I will pick up and fix, but what you have done is unforgivable. I plan to make you suffer for that transgression. Death would be a kindness, and you deserve none.”
Second, this cruel creature wasn’t my Dianna. Years of war had steeled my stomach to gruesome atrocities, but seeing her so casually holding the head of Ethan’s wife in her palm had my gut twisting.
Because there are no boundaries I will not cross if it means keeping her safe, especially after everything you all have taken from her. It is the highest law not to touch anyone in my court or what I consider mine. That act alone is punishable by death, and she is mine. It will be your end.”
We both had the same inky dark hair, bronzed skin, and fire. She always spoke of the fire.
I wanted a place, a purpose, something beyond hills of sand and everyday tasks. I couldn’t explain it, and my parents only looked at me strangely when I told them I dreamed of a world past ours, past the stars.
“You will have a choice. One you must make. Choose out of selflessness, and the path is set. Choose vengeance, and well, the outcome will be devastating.”
“You will have to be more specific, akrai, on what exactly I ruined. Your mood?” I taunted her. “Your panties, perhaps?” Her brow furrowed, and I saw the shock in her eyes at hearing me call her my heart in Eorian. Satisfaction filled me and made the time spent learning the ancient language worth it.
“Always with the tone of surprise. There is no place in this world or the next that you can hide from me, akrai.”
We can do this dance until this world burns and the next takes its place, but I will still choose you.”
“Do it.” I angled the tip of her blade above my heart. “If you are truly gone, I refuse to live in a world without you, so you’ll have to angle it farther to the right. That’s where a god’s heart lies, and mine already belongs to you, so do with it what you will.”
I knew all along. He would never let me go, and the part of me I’d shut away behind a lock on a door in a house didn’t want him to.
I have been with countless beings, traveled between worlds, saved thousands, and fought creatures that could swallow worlds. Yet this woman with a fiery attitude has burned me to my very core. I let her in during the worst part of my existence, and now she is in my bones. My every thought, every dream, is of her, and I can’t eat or sleep. I haven’t even been inside of her, Logan, not really, not like Cameron or Vincent suspects, but she’s burned into my soul, my very being. And I hate it. I hate that it’s not simple anymore. I hate feeling so strongly for someone who does not feel the same.
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Your life becomes their life, and your power becomes their power, and so on.
I was fury and desolation. Vengeance and hate. Beginning and end. I was death incarnate.
“... you merely speak my true name if you have the slightest headache, and I’ll return sooner than I intend.”
“A whole beach?” I shook my head. “You’d give me a whole beach?” “The world, if you wish.”
“I need you to understand what you’re doing. What you are asking for. I know what I said before about you using me, but I lied. The second I touch you, once I take you completely, there will be no other. I will not share you. There will be no other lovers. I am not Kaden. I will demand you and only you. Do you understand? You mean too much to me. If we do this, you are mine, and I will not share you.”
Samkiel had transformed the room without his hands ever leaving my body. I glanced around, seeing he had laid me on the floor where the couches had been. A large thick duvet and plush pillows in various sizes and colors cushioned my body. Hundreds of candles lit the room with a golden glow. A small smile curved my lips when I noticed the petals that decorated the floor, their scent hanging heavy in the air.
Something in me had shifted, and I had become a humble stranger to myself. I wondered if he felt it, too. All I knew was that a bond had solidified between us tonight. It felt different, stronger, unbreakable, and very, very dangerous.
Three generals ran this place: one who sheds blood, one who controls it, and one who feasts on it. Only two stayed after the Great War. Then one came back, took the prisoners from here, and rained fire on Rashearim.”

