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funeral pyre?
Its giving Take me back to Eden.
Less than seventy-two hours ago, she had led Juniper into the forest. She’d given her LSD, waited until the hallucinations took hold, then led Juniper straight to St. Thaddeus.
what a cunt.
“Go on. Run, little witch.”
“My name is Callum,” I said. “Archdemon. Elder Warrior of the Onyx Stone Order, Defender of the High City, Prince of the Nine Circles, and guardian of House Laverne. I’ve also been called Magni Deicide, but that was many centuries ago.”
She was no dragon, no fire-breathing monster. She was a phoenix, as graceful as the dawn, as soft as she was clever, as gentle as she was determined.
The way Harley describes places and chracters is unreal.
“Who hurt you?”
AHHH YES CALLUM
“Touch her like that again, and I’ll rip your roots off your body and burn you alive.”
“Home is wherever I can keep you safe,” he said.
“A bell? Like the one’s humans put on their cats?” He tipped his head to the side curiously, seeming to give the idea some thought. “Only if you promise to drag me around on a leash. Then I’ll gladly wear your collar.”
I SEE YOU CALLUM
His shaft was thick, at least the size of my clenched fist, with a tapered head that had a swell of muscle at the base. Thick ripples ran along his length, like swollen veins. The base was bulbous, two large swells on either side of his shaft.
“Wrapped up like a little present,” he said. “Just for me.”
“I could not own you any more than one can own the ocean, or a storm, or a forest fire. Those are not things one owns; their beauty and power cannot be claimed in such a way. But they can be chased. And they can be worshiped.”
She withdrew a sheet from the file and held it up. A missing person poster for Sam Hawthorne.
OOP.
“I’ve told you before, countless times, that attempting to use magic could kill you. You’re not a witch, not like your mother was. The magic in your veins is weak, practically unusable. You’ve not only endangered yourself, you’ve endangered everything we have built.”
Fuck you Kent.
“I would build a temple for you if I could,” I said, dragging my nose along her skin as I inhaled. “Lock you away like a gilded goddess and worship at your feet for eternity.”
If he wanted to he would
