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“Tell me, brother, how many stars did you have to fuck to be given another chance at life?” Orion asked. Darius turned to him with a smirk creeping across his face. “No stars, Lance. But your dad took it like a pro.”
“Well, I love him. He’s got all the best qualities,” Seth decided. “Fluffy? Check. Deadly? Check. Cute in a murderous kind of way? Check. What’s not to like?”
“It was too damn easy to fall in love with you when I already loved everything about you, Cal,”
“Go through the creepy door, she said,” Darius taunted. “Nothing bad will happen, she said.”
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“And if my queens try to tell me no on this then I think I’ll just have to go ahead and commit treason. You are in my head morning, noon and night, your presence invigorates me and your absence leaves me aching. I dream of you whenever I sleep and burn for you whenever you are near. I can’t hide it anymore. I won’t hide it anymore. I want you to be mine, Seth, I fucking need you to be mine.”
FUCKING FINALLLYYYY
“I love you, Seth Capella, even more than the moon loves the sky.”
“Mates,” I finished for him. “We’re Moon Mated.”
“Unless any of you wants a visual demonstration of who owns my wife’s body because it’s clear to me that she needs a fucking reminder.”
“Wake up, you asshole. We’re fucking moon friends, alright? There, I said it. I like you. You’ve made up for what you did. So come back here and let me give you some star damned forgiveness for it, yeah? You can’t go dying on me when I didn’t even get to stop being an asshole to you. Mostly.”
“Poor Cynthia, the object of her obsession was obviously overwhelming in person. I can’t really blame her though, I’m fucking irresistible.”
“Beautiful, brilliant, liar,” he growled,
You own my heart, Darius.” I pressed my palm to his chest where his pulse sounded in time with mine. “Not like this, but in the purest and most vital way any one person can. And I will follow you into death if that’s what our fate demands. But I don’t plan on letting death have us that easily, I plan on living with you and loving you this fiercely through the grey hair and wrinkles and rocking chairs surrounded by a hundred great grandbabies and every glorious moment between now and then. So this is a command from your queen, Darius Vega. Don’t die out on that battlefield. Bring me your
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“So beautifully, brutally, violent, my Queen,” Darius rumbled against my lips, teasing me with a kiss which was only a breath away. “And of course, your wish is my greatest command.”
But this love between him and me, this powerful force of nature which rattled the stars and awoke destiny from its slumber would have left its scar on the world. This earth would not forget us, this kingdom would never forget us and beyond it all, our memory would linger just as our souls would forever remain united. No matter which side of death we landed on in the end.
“Once upon a time, I was a girl afraid to be burned by the world, now I’m a queen who rules the fire. I will win this war for you, Lance, and I swear to the stars I will meet you at the altar.”
“Our clock doesn’t tick, Caleb Altair. There’s no seconds, minutes or hours, it has no day or night. It just is. Forever.” I stepped closer to him, cupping his cheek and staring into those navy blue eyes which saw right through to my soul. “Whatever happens tomorrow, our time is always.”
He leaned into me, whispering in my ear as I bowed my head and drew him closer with my paw. “Our time is always.”
“I’m headed for the Jade Castle,” I told him. “And when I get there, I plan on decapitating our father. Do you have any issue with that?” Tharix grinned. “Do you know, just this morning, I was thinking how much better he would look without a head. It will match with his missing hand.”
Our crowns. Our story. Our souls.
There she was, the queen I aways knew her to be, finally in her rightful place. And oh what a fucking delight it was to see her there.
Tarin was wholly his mother’s child, full of an impulsive need to find danger and make a game of it. Rygar was mine through and through – he bent the danger to his will and set his brother up to take the fall for any carnage that ensued.
