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A warrior born but monster made, Changes fates of souls enslaved. Twins of sun and moon will rise, When one has lived a thousand lives. A circle of gold shall join two souls, And a debt paid rights wrongs of old. In a holy mountain the earth will heal, Then the dead shall live, and the curse will keel.
The primal need to survive made even the weakest of mice fight with all the fury of a god. When your back was against the wall, you found out what your soul was made of, and I’d learned long ago that mine had been forged in fire and ferocity.
A scream built in my chest as I fell through the air, only remaining trapped there through years of instinct, knowing that screams only ever summoned monsters.
Fantasy was my favourite way to escape this world, but life always dragged me back kicking and screaming.
“If this is kismet, then I’ve never known such a clear sign – the stars are practically screaming at us to change our destiny. Short of one of them tearing down to earth and making a deal with us in person, I don’t think they could send us a better signal to do this,”
“Then you’d better show us the way out, little sun,” Dad said, and I noticed he had a kitchen knife in his hand, his fingers spinning it with a vicious skill. “Because I'm not letting those sons of bitches take my daughters anywhere.”
“I love you both,” he breathed. “You are the most beautiful creations of my life, and I would not have chosen to spend my days anywhere but here at your sides.”
Like Asshole or He-who-doesn’t-talk or Arrogant-jerk or Fucking Shawn or Phillip....
“There is nothing in this world which will ever see me on my knees,” he replied in a rough tone that rushed right through to my core.
“Perhaps you’re the one who needs a good fuck, drakaina hjarta, you harbour a lot of anger in your soul.”
“The fates guided you to my door, drakaina hjarta. I won’t let them call you from me so easily.”
“I am far more than you can bear to give me credit for,” he said, and his arrogance set my veins alight. “And my cravings do not end at blood.” He shoved to his feet, and I stood too, refusing to let him walk out on me and get the final word. “Then where do they end?” “Right now?” He prowled toward me, and I inhaled a shaken breath at the carnality to his expression. “They end with you.”
“How could anyone want a monster like you? You’re vile, you make my skin crawl. The only reason I kissed you is because you’re made to lure me in, you’re built to fuck with my head, but the truth is that I’m your prisoner and I fucking hate you.”
