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Warrior born and monster made…Moon Child walks the path of salvation. Erik Larsen walks the very same path. A monster must be made, Julius Elioson. It is time.
Magnar Elioson might have been a son of a bitch, but I couldn’t deny how goddamn hot he was too.
They clung to each other fiercely, and I felt like a splinter had been pulled from my heart as I watched them reunite. Two brothers from the past, finding each other in another lifetime.
“I’m part of this. Your curse is my curse too. Let’s end this together.”
His eyes lit with a game only he knew the rules to. “I know every way I want you, and in what order.”
“What I should have said is that you look radiant. Fucking bewitching. It’s how I’ve felt every time I’ve called you passable and all the times in between. But you don’t need this dress to steal my heart, rebel. You stole it with mascara running down your face, wearing nothing but tacky underwear.”
