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by
Amber Palmer
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January 27 - January 27, 2025
I’d never seen the stars without the barrier of enchanted glass, but I’d always felt a calling to them. I longed to dance beneath their subtle glow, to be kissed by the night’s cold wind.
Staring into his eyes was like getting lost in the night sky. Tiny flecks of silver sparkled within his obsidian gaze.
“Believe me, I understand the expectations of being married to a man like you. No matter what you are, you’re all the same.” The day's exhaustion wore heavy on my body, and I couldn’t hold back my frustrations. His hand shot out and gripped my chin tightly, pulling me forward until we shared breaths. He looked down at me as though he could crush me beneath his feet, but some part of that excited me. It made me want to fight—to push back and see how far I could take this. His gaze landed on my lips, lingering momentarily before his stormy eyes met mine. “I will say this once, and only once.
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“That is your daughter—your blood. You dare dismiss her so casually?”
this is our house. I live here now, too.” “It is my family home,” he argued, widening his stance. I smirked before going in for the kill. “Yes, and by Kallistos law, as your wife, what’s yours is mine, baby.”
“Use your words, Calia.”
“And I do not care what others think of my conversational skills. I ensure my family, friends, and people have what they need. That is what I care about. And you, being my wife, will never want for anything again while you are with me.”
“That is exactly why I am no good for you. You are breakable, Calia, in more ways than one. One day, I will destroy you, and you will be powerless to stop me. Mark my fucking words.”
“There will come a time when you need something from me, and I’ll be more than happy to watch you beg. Mark my words, husband.”
“Do I make you angry, wife?” Again, I pushed at his chest. “You infuriate me, husband.” “Good. Then you know but a fraction of what you do to me.” And then he kissed me. Hard.
“I should kill every person who made you feel as if you were not enough.”
“Allow me to make myself clear. Never go near her room again. Do not look at her. Do not talk to her. Do not breathe the same air as her.”
Death by puppy cuddles is at the top of my list of ways to die.”
“You flatter yourself by assuming it was you on my mind, husband.” His eyes darkened, a muscle feathering in his jaw. “Who, pray tell, were you imagining, wife? Give me their name.” “Why?” He leaned in closer. “So I can kill them.”
I have lived over 200 years, love. Nothing, not even my desire for blood, has driven me mad as you do. It is infuriating and senseless.”
you must know that I have not taken or touched another woman since the day we wed.” “What about all the nights you spent out of the house?” His forehead touched my own. “It was so I would not crawl into your bed as you have crawled under my skin.”
“The view is beautiful,” I said in awe, momentarily distracted from the confusing feelings churning around in my head. “Yes. It is.” The door clicked behind me, and I turned to find Rion leaning against the wall. His gaze roamed over me, darkening with each sweep.
“Get your fucking hands off my wife.”
“I would have destroyed everything. I would have ripped the world apart and even then, it would not have been enough to temper my need for revenge because you would still be gone.”
I only know that I can no longer imagine a world where you do not exist.”
“If you cannot love yourself, I will do it for you until you realize how worthy you truly are.”
“If I die with my tongue in your pretty cunt, I will consider my life well spent,”
“You have no fucking idea how good it feels to finally have your sweet little cunt grip my cock. It is like you were made for me.”
“You and I are destiny. The gods, the curse, our fate—all brought us here.” I lifted my hips and used my legs to pull him deeper once more. “So this pussy was made for you, just like your cock was for me.”
“Beg me to come.” He tightened his grip. “Use your wicked fucking tongue I love so much, and beg.”
“I crave those little noises, love. The ones you make when you are trying to stifle your pleasure.”
“Allow me to put that pretty mind to rest,” he said, pressing an open-mouthed kiss along my collarbone. “I want you in our bed every single night.”
“I can single you out in a room full of thousands. Your thoughts always reach me like the chime of a crystal-clear bell, beckoning me home.”
"Get your hands off my fucking wife,"
if you want to keep your hand attached to your body, I suggest never laying a finger on her again."
