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Even when it seems like everything is working against you and the lies just keep building. I hope you fight.
“Get your things,” I said, swallowing past the surge of emotion that seemed to clog my throat. The humans in town often called it a frog in the throat because of the hoarseness. I’d never understood the analogy, instead feeling as if it were grave dirt coming to claim me from the inside.
What? 🤷🏽♀️😆
He’d been the one my mother used to motivate me to practice the magic that felt so distant at first. The promise of protecting him was all I needed to know to believe that it was worth it.
What are these sentences? They're smashed together thoughts, unclear in parts.
Susannah raised a bony hand to touch her face, running it over her skull as she swept back her hood to reveal the worst of her irritation. It was so difficult to determine a being’s moods when they didn’t even have skin. There were no rolled eyes, no twitches in the cheek or pursed lips. Deciphering the Covenant’s moods had become something of a game for me in the centuries I’d spent trapped in this half-mortal flesh alongside them.
His skin was flawless, not a mark or a scar in sight. His mouth was plump but masculine, the shock of perfect white teeth peeking through as he tried to make himself appear unassuming.
What are "masculine" lips? What does it mean to have masculine lips? 🤷🏽♀️
There was the slightest tint of red to the ends, as if she’d dipped them in the blood of her enemies. The thought stirred something within me, my cock pressing against my slacks as it responded to the strange woman. I let my gaze trail down her form, taking in the swells of her curves one by one.
This guy is gross. 😐
My breath cut off. Sharp pain erupted through my throat as she crushed it. Her second strike went to my balls while I was still reeling from the fact that the vicious thing had attacked me. I covered my groin with both hands to protect myself from the foot she raised, leaving my chest open as she used it to shove me back a step.
Ha! Git him.
A thin line sliced through, blood seeping through too slowly as I clenched it and pressed my fingertips into the wound. I held Ash’s horrified stare as I reached out with my palm covered in my blood, touching it to the tree root. “Sanguis sanguinis mei, aperte,” I murmured, allowing my eyes to drift closed as the tree drank from me. As it took the blood I offered in exchange for safe passage to the woods. The magic of the Greens flowed through my veins even if the bones of the Blacks eluded me.
His inky, dark hair was subtly swept back from his face, revealing his square jaw
Another square jaw MMC to the list.
