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my blood sang in my veins as she solidified her place at my side. This was exactly how I wanted her.
“I’m going to draw this out, and by the end, you’ll be begging me to slit your throat,” Kazimir purred as the patter of warm blood bounced off the carpet of leaves. “Wait!” I shouted. Kazimir spun toward me, icy rage simmering in his emerald eyes. “You want to show this bastard mercy?” he snapped. “No. I want a piece,” I growled, stalking forward. His grin was wild, and his eyes danced with sadistic amusement.
“Do your worst,” Kazimir said.
I thought we were all going to die!” “But did you die?” Kriztof sauntered up along with the rest of the Nighthounds.
Kazimir tucked the blankets tightly around me, and I sighed at his extra attention. I could get used to him taking care of me.
“Why are your eyes closed?” she trilled, her voice light and sweet and everything. “We have something important to tell you, and Endre and Viktor are waiting outside the bedroom door. If I look any longer I won’t be able to let them in,” I croaked.
“I want to hear your pretty voice as you come all over my cock. Tell me I’m your hero for saving you and delivering you into a world of pleasure,”
this was honestly so hot at first but now after finishing the whole series it hits in a weird spot. fucking cashmere
Sniffles filled the room, and through blurry eyes, I watched the three sisters drying their eyes too. Riza approached the stand, her magic undulating through her long fingers. “I know I could not have survived what you did, Princess. The fact that you are standing here now is humbling, and it is my greatest honor to craft this dress for you. It will be my finest work, for I have the most beautiful muse.”
adrenaline. With a scream that held a thousand lifetimes of pain, I lunged for my father and yanked the knife out of his chest. His lips sputtered blood, but I did not care as I leaned my face close to his, wanting the fury on my face to be the last thing he saw. “I hope you rot for eternity, you sick fuck,” I swore. I swiped Kriztof’s blade across my father’s throat, not deep enough to immediately kill, but enough that he would die by drowning in his own blood.
KILL HIM
