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September 7 - September 14, 2025
You’ve probably got a couple of years before you need to start caring and by then we might be thinking another three-way would be just the thing to spice up our marriage bed so-” “Whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you mean another three-way?” Seth demanded, stalking into the room.
I gave her a look which said ‘I can’t just bow down to this shit’ and she arched a brow which said ‘hell no you can’t’ before speaking for the whole room to hear. “What’s the problem, Darius? They’re only tits.” “Can we get back to the mention of a threesome,” Seth pushed. “When they were Star Crossed, me, Tory and Darius fucked,” Caleb said, still not bothering to look up from the book in his lap. “It was like a work around on the ‘keeping them apart’ bullshit - you know about this.” “I do not know about this,” Seth growled. “I do not know about this at all.”
“What now?” I taunted, raising a hand coated in bubbles and blowing them straight at him. Darius looked about ready to commit murder and I bit my lip. Violence looked so fucking good on him. “Out!” he barked, the word not for me but for the others. “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.” My smile widened and Darcy wrinkled her nose.
“I thought they were extinct,” Orion breathed from behind me, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from the little creatures who were blinking up at Darcy and I as if we were where their world began and ended. “What are they?” I murmured. “Sayer dragons,” Geraldine replied in a hushed voice. “Now imprinted upon the two of you, forever faithful to your will, forever loyal to your wishes.” “Four of them,” Orion gasped in disbelief, and by the awed silence of the others I was willing to bet this was a bigger deal than us just getting four baby lizards in a box as pets.
“Something this small will fight for us?” I asked, the smile on my lips making my appreciation of them undeniable though I couldn’t see how it could make the slightest bit of difference in this war. “They’re so cute,” Darcy breathed. “They’re not cute, Blue. Their powers are vast and unknown, unpredictable and immense,” Orion explained. “Each of them growing into magic unique to its own personality, the power of which is sustained by the connection it holds with its masters.”
“Nice. So we have four baby lizards, clean shadows and the friendlier Nymphs considering their options, an army of rightly pissed off and motivated Fae, the two most powerful Fae in the kingdom plus seven of the second most powerful and you, Geraldine, who is arguably an army all on your own. We have a Shadow Beast, the Nox plant, the greatest Seer of our time, and a powerful glacia diamond. So why do I still have this awful feeling that we don’t have enough to win this war?” I asked.
“Tharix,” Darius said slowly. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but he has let me live twice. He let the twins pass too. He’s…searching for something, kinship or…family perhaps.” His lip peeled back on the word, and I knew he didn’t even want to admit to the blood tie which bound him to that wicked creation, but there was no denying what he said.
My forget-me-not that had bloomed so perfectly in the strangling weeds, reminding me she was mine. Always mine.
“Then here is my request.” Darcy stepped towards Arcturus with her chin held high. “If a lie passes your lips, the consequences shall be great. And not upon you, daughter of the flames,” Arcturus warned, his gaze turning on me. “I shall let the ocean reap its bounty from the soul of your Elysian Mate.”
Darcy grabbed my arm, drawing me upright with a look of fear in her eyes. “Are you alright?” “I’m fine,” I said icily, throwing a glower at Arcturus’s Fae-like form. “Did you get what you asked for?” “Yes,” she breathed, and I was so shocked by that it sent a flood of fear right through me. “What did he want in return for it?” “Perhaps it is time I returned you to your earthly world,” Arcturus said. “So that you might lie again.” The world shuddered and I blinked as I found myself kneeling opposite Darcy on the clifftop overlooking Aer Cove. “Asshole,” she growled. “What did he mean by that?
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“Queens don’t choose easy paths,” I said. “Is that what you’re so afraid of, Lance?” she asked, taking up a fighting stance. “That I’ve chosen the hard path. That I’m going to give up everything to protect you? Hm, sounds familiar.” She lunged, swinging her sword at me with a violent precision that came close to striking my neck. I blocked it with a parry at the last second then shot behind her in a blur, blasting air at her that sent her tumbling to the ground. She gained her feet in an instant, spinning around with a swing of her sword which I ducked back to avoid.
“Is this how you plan to win your fights in battle?” I growled. “The enemy won’t care for your peachy ass.” “Peachy, you say?” She turned around so said ass was pointed right at me, glancing over her shoulder to try and look at it herself, acting like a ditzy fool. I shot up behind her, grabbing a fistful of her ass and squeezing hard and speaking in her ear. “Focus, Blue.” “I’m not the one who’s lost focus.” She jabbed her sword into my ribs as she reached behind her, and a grin twisted my lips at the stab of pain.
She ran at me, and I waited until the last second to move, lurching out the way of her strike and racing around behind her, clapping my hand hard against her ass cheek which was turning good and red. She spun around with her sword swinging, but I was gone, out of reach once more. We went on like that time and again, her fury sparking hotter and hotter as she failed to get a single blow on me while her right ass cheek blazed.
“No,” I admitted. “I see the truth now as clearly as I see a queen above me. I doubted you because I judged you by my own standards. I’m the bastard who would lie to protect you, the brute who would commit every sin in the book to safeguard you.” I gripped the back of her calf, leaning up to kiss her ankle and giving her a dark look. “Punish me however you see fit.” She flexed her toes against my chest, pressing her weight down more firmly. “Beg,” she commanded. “Forgive me,” I growled, kissing her ankle again then grazing my fangs against the flesh of her calf. “Try harder,” she urged, and I
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Roxy glanced over her shoulder at me then changed gear and increased her speed. “Last one to that big lumpy rock thing has to sub tonight,” she called over the speaker. “That lumpy rock thing is a stone column from the long-forgotten city of Torbella which was destroyed in the Blood Ages, you know,” I called after her, but she just lifted a hand to flip me off over her shoulder and shot away at full speed. I cursed her then concentrated on catching and beating her. I leaned forward, my bike’s engine roaring as I pushed it to its limit, the plush green landscape racing by in a blur. Roxy stayed
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I felt my power rising at her call as she pressed harder, but since that star had shattered, since its light had washed across the world, the weight of my shadows hadn’t been so thick. Their colour was no longer stained so darkly either and I was fairly certain I preferred them as such. I didn’t want her taint on them.
“The throne,” she corrected sharply. “And the crown which goes alongside it.” I stepped forward abruptly, dropping into my father’s seat and leaning against the carved back, the Dragon scales which adorned it digging into my spine. “I don’t think it fits,” I decided, rising again just as swiftly. “That’s because you are still growing into it. It will fit perfectly when your time comes,” she assured me. I thought on that, wondering if perhaps that was what I was looking for, but then I remembered my brothers laughing together on that mountaintop and something in my chest twisted sharply. “No,”
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A hand lunged from the puddle at my feet, making me cry out in surprise as it grasped my ankle and wrenched me off balance, sending me sprawling to the floor. I rolled onto my hands and knees, panting as I came face to face with the murky water and a rotten skull peering out at me from within the folds of a tattered hood.
My focus kept drifting, my eyes falling to him, the need to get closer mounting up in my chest. He was a god among Fae, a creature made to be worshipped, and I wanted to be the first to get down on my knees for him. “Ohmagod,” I hissed, blinking out of it and calling on my Phoenix to block out his Siren power.
We stilled in our ascent, hanging there suspended above the clouds for an endless second, the wind whipping the blood from the Dragon’s destroyed wings into my face, the thrill of the bloodshed pounding through my limbs. And then we were falling. I whooped in time with the Dragon’s screams, banishing the blades I’d cast to fight it and throwing my arms wide, leaning back to feel the full force of the wind against my spine as we fell.
His gaze snapped up to mine, realising his moment of relief had just cost him his life and he gasped. “The true king will cleanse the world of your hera-” I took his head from his shoulders before he could finish that vow and the chaotic thrill of his death poured through me, adding to the payment I was making to The Ferryman and bringing my death count up once more.
My queens ought to leave me to my fate, not chase me into the nevermore like they did now, along with my merry Max, the strapping mutt, the daring Dragoon, and the two fine fang danglers. What a fortune I did possess to have so many valiant knights riding into battle for mere little me.
Nestled in my forearm was a hidden razor blade, lying just beneath the skin, and I would rip it from my flesh and slash my throat asunder if it came to it. For I, Geraldine Gundellifus Gabolia Gundestria Grus, would not be an asset in the lizard king’s plots. I would never betray my queens as such, but I would not choose death unless it was the very last option left to me.
He was my songful salmon and I his tuneless tuna.
“I’ll get up in the air,” I told Caleb, but the words didn’t leave my mouth, our minds snapping together all of a sudden and that knowledge passing right to him. “I’ll hunt from below,” his reply came, and our eyes met for the briefest moment before I cast air beneath me, launching myself skyward.
My hearing picked up the beating of wings from behind, and Caleb and I turned as one, finding a green Dragon swooping down over the trees coming right for us. Not as big as Lionel nor as brightly coloured, so I knew it wasn’t him, and something about the shape of its face reminded me of Mildred. A relation perhaps.
I moved to follow but a wrenching of metal made me wheel around, and my heart lurched at the sight of a blue Dragon plucking Seth’s car off the road, its talons half crushing the vehicle while it flew out beyond the road before launching the car right over the cliff’s edge. I expected Seth to wield air at any second and save himself, but something was wrong. He wasn’t getting out. “Save him!” Caleb’s words tore through my head, but I didn’t need to be told.
“You don’t get to die here,” I growled, touching the wound on his head and sending a flood of healing magic into his body. The wound stitched slowly over, but Seth’s heart was fading. There were more injuries that I couldn’t see, internal wounds I reached for with everything I had and worked to fix. “Come on, mutt,” I demanded. “Wake up and annoy the fuck out of me.”