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“Heart beating. I’m right here. Against all the motherfucking odds. Now get the fuck up and let me hug you.”
Darius turned to him with a smirk creeping across his face. “No stars, Lance. But your dad took it like a pro.”
“Come here, you nonsensical stepsister,” he said, and Geraldine shrieked at that, stumbling into his arms and completely falling apart, her legs going slack so Darius had to hold her up entirely.
“To deny death is to become death,”
“First rule of Cardinal Magic,” I murmured. “Do not be a fucking idiot.”
Orion is back!!
“Even the moon has turned to look at the two of you,”
“You realise I’m going to have to do a heist now that tops your heist. You can’t go stealing my glory,” Leon growled. “It’s my glory.”
“Oh, don’t Capella me. I’m not your student anymore. We’ve had a lot of quality time together since then, moon friend.”
“No. Maybe it needs the blood of an idiot. C’mere.”
“Diego Polaris played a great hand in the changing of fate,” Arcturus went on. “That is his legacy.”
“Is this the destructive one?” Arnold clipped. “The one who murdered the sacred guardians in the lake then unleashed an ancient race of demons in the belly of our divine library?”
Carson Alvion: This is a fucking lie constructed by the False King to claim those gold bullions and the artefacts in that museum. He took out the other buildings and murdered innocents to make you hate the Questian Rabbits. If you swallow this bullshit, you’ll get what’s coming to you in a world of pain that I will personally deliver to your door. I’m noting down every name of every fucker who supports this post.
I was the Alpha of the Oscura Clan, Dragon born of Wolves, the only Werewolf pack leader in Solaria who was not of their Order. But I still held the power of the pack in my heart, and every soul I claimed today was for them.
This is for you, little one.
“We’ll fight until there’s no fight left in us,”
“Stay with me,” she breathed.
Gabriel Nox: I saw this coming and could have stopped it #forthepubes #pubemeonce #revengeofthebush
I can't!! Hahahahaha
“No one’s worthy of her, but if anyone deserves her, it’s you Lance Orion.”
“I love you, Seth Capella, even more than the moon loves the sky.”
Finally!
“Get your sparkly motherfucking ass down here!” Tory demanded.
“Daughters of the flames,” he spoke into our minds with a reverence to his tone. “I have come.”
“Please don’t leave. Please. I didn’t ask you to die for me. I didn’t want this. Please, Milton.”
“Did I make them proud?” I rasped, unsure if the words truly passed my lips. “Will my queens think of me with a touch of wonder in their voices beyond this day, Maxy?”
“You gave them the good what-for and the best of the Grus name,” Daddy boomed, and panic rose in me over that crushing truth.
“It’s getting deeper. Too deep,” I gasped. “I never thought it could get too deep.”
Hhahahaha
“Fight hard, and if it comes to it, die well,”
“I am Tory Vega, daughter of the Savage King, sister of Darcy Vega and rightful queen of this fucking land. I. do. Not. Beg.”
“I command you to come to me,” I hissed. “Return to fight with us and pick up your swords. Your kingdom needs you and your queens have commanded you, so answer my fucking call!”
“Don’t you dare let go,” Hail Vega commanded.
“Tell the poor choice,” Hail murmured in my ear as we prepared to charge into war. “He did…okay.”
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“Let’s kill those pendejos, mi reina.” “About fucking time,” Hail rumbled.
“Your mate’s soul calls to me. Will I be claiming his life so soon?”
“The Dragon who burned.”
“Thought you were the only one here interested in that hunt? Fuck you, asshole. You don’t get to claim that bastard’s head all for yourself – the rest of us plan on taking part in tracking him down too. We all have debts to pay back to your father.”
Our crowns. Our story. Our souls.
“Rise, Geraldine Gundellifus Gabolia Gundestria Grus, Fate Weaver, protector of the True Queens and sacred guider of the kingdom,” I commanded.
“This story is yours to tell now,” I told them both. “Take the pen and guide us towards our happily ever after.”
Dante’s eyes darkened as he looked my way. “In Darkmore Penitentiary.”
“Twins don’t run in my family – you can’t blame me!” I yelled, ducking as my wife hurled a fistful of ice at my head and scooping little Tarin into my arms as I nearly trampled him in my attempt to escape.
MANY YEARS AFTER THAT (just before a new evil appears and it all goes to hell again)
