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September 4 - September 7, 2025
“What indeed. Perhaps the stars will deign to tell you if you ask them. Not here though, their eyes can’t spy us here.” A flash of teeth and eyes without irises, the pupils black holes which devoured the pale blue light surrounding us. I looked up again, paying more attention to the cavern, noting what it was, or at least what it mimicked. “You hide in an amplification chamber,” I noted. “I tried that once too.” “Did it work?” she purred, bare feet pressing into the stone, legs forming above them like grains of sand building her up bit by bit. “At the time, yes. We hid what we were doing from
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A void of their creation, a place they use to harvest the power they once gifted so freely.” “What is that supposed to mean?” I asked. “You tell me. Where are your flames? What happened to your ice?”
“Ether doesn’t bow to the stars,” Mordra whispered. “But you need someone on the other side to figure that out for you. There is a place within the Library of the Lost where such knowledge is hidden, deep beneath the earth, rock and water secreting it away from the greedy eyes of the stars, guarded by those who cherish that knowledge above all else. Seek it, claim it, use it.”
So... He put her on that path?
She didn’t react to the touch of my hand on her skin, nor the feeling of my arms as they wound around her small frame from behind, but as my fingers met with the ruby pendant which still hung from her neck, I felt an echo of my old magic awakening within it.
Roxy curled her fingers around the ruby pendant as she felt that heat, a shiver rolling through her flesh as finally, she felt me there, surrounding her, holding her, refusing to let go. She inhaled deeply, leaning back into me and stealing whatever strength she needed. I knew she felt it and the relief that spilled through me had a laugh breaking from my lips as the door banged open, and Roxy’s eyes snapped open with it.
I raced after Xavier, Darius roaring deafeningly as he swept in to fly at my side, our wingtips brushing against one another, the love I felt for him transcending my soul and reaching out to caress him as we found ourselves racing along with Xavier beneath us.
I could hardly stand to watch as my daughters fell to ruin before my eyes alongside Gabriel’s dear family, including my grandson.
Ahhh luca!
“You rat,” I snarled in Vard’s face. “You’re nothing. You don’t hold a speck of the power in your veins that my son possesses. His mother is the greatest Seer who ever lived, and he will match her in every way.” “He will surpass me,” she said powerfully. “I saw it in life, and I see it now. His gifts can transcend all that has ever been known in this world.”
Merissa knelt beside Gabriel, her wings unfurling from her back and coiling around him as she embraced him, encasing him in a cocoon of soft silver feathers. “I love you, Gabriel,” she whispered. “You’re my little star, my guiding light.”
“About what?” I asked. “Nothing that involves you, relic,” Darius said, striding into my chambers as if he owned them. “Hail, I need to talk to him,” Merissa said, giving me a pointed look. “Go to Azriel and tell him what we saw.” “What did you see?” Darius asked, intrigued. “Nothing that involves you, poor choice,” I said in the exact same tone he’d used on me.
I hadn’t exactly been overjoyed when my son found a father figure in a private investigator who had a fondness for hookers, but at least Bill Fortune had been there for him.
A good man
“If I could tell him I love him, just once, before I have to go…” Marcel pleaded with the door, the yawning chasm within beckoning him closer.
Fuck so sad
“She is Felisia Night,” Azriel laughed.
Awwwww i figured
“The first one. Roxy is grieving. She wants me back. So tell me the limitations of what I can do with that level of need. She has to hunt for the ether that Mordra told me about. I need her to go looking for it, so I have to be able to send her after it.”
Knew it
I threw all the knowledge I’d learned from Mordra into the ruby which still hung from her neck, willing her to tread that path, to seek the ether and figure out a way on for the two of us.
The glimmering building which held the orb appeared at the end of a twisting path ahead of me and I stalked towards it, ignoring the souls who were travelling around me, slamming my shoulders into them if they didn’t move aside quickly enough and shoving my way to the front of the line.
Bless him he was an asshole in death too
I wanted to warn her, tell her to step away from this path as the fear of it drove deeper into me, but The Veil lashed around me too tightly, its hooks digging in as it ripped me away until finally, I was thrown into a chair before the great orb which had fallen utterly dark.
Dude you put her on the path
I may well have been the driving factor that pushed her to find this darkness through nothing more than my own selfish desire to reclaim a life which I had long ago forfeited any right to. The truth of it all was too much to face, and I could feel my soul splintering, cracking, fading away, my words the last thing to drift as the pit of nothing within that cursed door yawned wide and called my name. “What have I done?”
Uh yeah....
Cyrus had an enormous cobalt blue snake wrapped around his neck, and I recognised Isla Draconis with a sickening feeling in my stomach.
The way these familes are so intertwined
“Birdie Cain,” he said with a snigger. “The Vampire who has to suck the cocks and clits of her friends to get a blood donation.” “I do not,” Birdie hissed, fangs flashing at Cyrus. “They give it willingly.”
Oh goodness
“All thieves have to start somewhere,” I said firmly. “You’re not a thief, Fee,” Ren said furiously. “You’re a freshman Lioness who can’t even shift when danger calls.”
Ok ouch..
I was going to break into Cyrus’s room and steal his family ring.
Damn girl
It was carnage. But we’d won. We’d shown them what we were made of. Or at least, Wilbur, Marigold and I had, and for now that seemed to be enough.
Poor birdie
He laid a kiss upon his brow and Gabriel’s features relaxed a little, his fingers flexing against the arm rest as if reaching for Marcel. I watched as my son’s biological father grew a little clearer, his edges sharpening, features brightening, unsure what to feel on the matter. Though perhaps I felt a touch relieved.
Sobbing
You are free of your father’s taint, and I believe, had you stayed in the realm of the living, you would have made an…adequate husband to her.” “Had to cut me down at the last moment there, didn’t you, relic?” he smirked. “I cannot have you growing a bigger head than you already have, poor choice,” I said, my lips hooking up at the corner.
He spoke of magic that could only be found between coven mates, blood magic that was both outlawed and dangerous beyond bounds. But perhaps an answer lay in it, which was why I finally visited the woman I had long avoided. A woman I still despised to my core and who would find no loving arms to walk into when she one day stepped into death. My wife.
Omg!
But beyond that dark secret that had culminated in murder, Serenity had discovered another, perhaps even more wicked a deed that Linda had committed against her in life.
What????
When he had chosen this path and handed himself over to Lavinia as payment for his mate’s curse, I had been both horrified to witness it, and so deeply honoured to be the father of this man who had learned to love another Fae with such ardour that he would bathe in torment for
“The dark is deep,” Stella panted, sitting back on her heels in exhaustion over that spell, and I knew she still had a long night ahead of her. She would have to bleed to let it out, siphon that darkness from her own veins and capture in it a vessel before it could be truly destroyed. “But I can keep it at bay. At least for a while.”
I’d pushed her towards it. Whether she’d felt me urging her towards that fate or not didn’t matter. Regardless of my influence from this side of The Veil, she had ended up in that cavern, claiming those cursed books because of me. My death had pushed her from impulsive to reckless in her hunt for vengeance.
Yeah...
I didn’t rise from my position on the throne, my gaze fixed on the rippling liquid within that circle of midnight as a face appeared beyond it. A face I knew too well. Roxy’s eyes shone with the ferocity of her grief as she gazed at me and I stilled as I found her truly looking, truly seeing me. “Darius?” she breathed, a plea in my name like she was begging for this vision of me to be real. And it was.
I needed her so desperately that it devoured me.
“We wish to burn in your passion,” the one without ears said, biting down on her lip, her hand trailing over her breast. “One night. You can relive the love which burned between you for a single night and it will feel as real as it did when you lived it. You will be able to touch her, kiss her, taste her, fuck her, you will feel it all and so will she. You can even pick the memories, relive whichever you want as many times as you wish between now and sunrise and we will get to taste the heat of that passion while it roars.”
Holy shit it was actually him
“If you come on his cock, I’m going to break the illusion and fuck that perfect ass of yours,” I warned her in a low tone.
Dude! Its your illusion dick!
“Mine,” she growled, sounding just like a Dragon as she claimed me, and I smirked like a lucky motherfucker.
The words written on it set my senses on edge, but there was something far more dangerous about them too. Because within the perilous instructions they provided, it seemed there might be one thing which I was probably a fool for still harbouring. Hope.
“I miss the sun in your hair,” I said, curling a lock of it around my index finger. “And the way it turned your skin to molten bronze.” I kissed her neck again. “I miss our summers swimming in the sea, our falls walking through frosted woodlands, our winters curled up with books in the glow of warming fires, and our springs watching blossoms fall and life flourish all over again.”
“Had you not chosen me as your husband, you could still have it all now. Is there a part of you, no matter how small, that dreams of a life where I was not your bane?” “Not for a moment, nor a breath, nor a fraction between seconds have I ever doubted my path. And you are not my bane, Hail Vega, you are my fate.
Ahhh i love their love
Azriel shuddered at the thought and I held my tongue. Roxanya’s taste in men was poor enough, but I couldn’t imagine what I would have done if one of my girls had ended up in a relationship with Lame Lionel.
“Good to see you again, Azzy,” she said brightly, then nodded to me. “And here’s the dead king who never smiles.” “I smiled mere moments ago. You missed it, cat queen. I suppose you will try to steal one from me soon,” I said flatly. “Oh he has a sense of humour today,” she said to her pride, cupping her hand around her mouth yet taking loudly so I could hear.
Lmao i love her
My nerves meant I’d had no appetite for breakfast at all this morning, only eating a bowl of oatmeal, two apples and a questionable nectarine. Oh and those wild strawberries I’d picked outside Terra House. I was practically running on empty.
Leons ancestor thru and thru
His eyes trailed my way, but Lord Capella started making a joke about the Rabbits on duty in the gardens, calling them the queen’s fur-vants, and getting a confused look from the suited man.
Such a capella joke
“Legend goes, that the first star to ever fall from the heavens landed in these here holy grounds, and from there the first Elemental magic was born, bursting out into the earth like shimmering rivers of light.”
I offered him a little smile, flirtatious maybe, and he frowned, his lips quirking up at the corner like he liked that. But a law-abider and me weren’t meant to be.
I wanna know who it is
“My name is Purrsy, you can contact me via this crystal.”
Ahhhh
“Nice morals by the way, Purssy,” I said with an arched brow. “Is the Savage King judging me?” he laughed. “My life was dull until this one walked into it. I gave up the law for love.”
Ooowowoo
“What happened to Ren?” Azriel asked. “He seemed to object rather strongly to your dangerous antics.” “Keep watching,” Felisia sang. “This is an extremely roundabout way of telling us where those stones are,” I growled.
Story time in the veil
“No, we should take it in turns to have all of them,” Birdie said. “And as you’ve been holding onto them for three days now, it’s someone else’s turn.” She shifted closer on the grass, the sun just cresting the hills of Earth Territory and painting them in gold.
I dont like birdie
“Quite safe, if it is used correctly,” she said, then added. “I would prefer if someone else was its keeper for now. I find its texture rather arousing.”
So is this a kipling thing or a griffin thing?
Evergreen trees in general have a rather haughty demeanour, but the deciduous trees…oh yes, they are far more inviting. I am currently in an open relationship with a gentle sycamore and a titillating oak. They have such rough bark…”
Im dead
