A Touch of Gold and Madness (Celestials of Arcadia #1)
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“Come on out, little savage,” he said in a husky baritone. “I wanna see you play.”
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“Uh…why do you look excited to murder me?” “Didn’t know it was you,” I said, shoulders dropping and turning toward the table again. “Now I’m sad.”
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“I always knew there was a little savage in there, waiting to be unleashed.” He pulled back and smirked, huffing out a quiet laugh. “Can she come out to play?”
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“Except the only difference is I’ll fucking kill anyone who tries to hurt you, now.”
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“Nothing. You’re small. Just a small man. With a little peen.”
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“I’m going to kill that motherfucker, Gray. For every ounce of pain he’s ever inflicted on you. His life is on loan because I will fucking own his fate when I get him in my hands. And he’s known it for years.”
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More loss. I’d be losing someone I’d never truly had.
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He’d regained color to his pallor since holding my hand. Steadiness returned to his voice, and the shivering was receding. But his hand never wavered from mine. Now, he was only a touch of gold and madness, instead of a full blown assault.
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“You look so fucking beautiful in your full form,” Chrome whispered. “You’re my rainbow. My beam of hope.”
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“I’m going to need you to clarify what you mean by ‘touch you.’ Because I’m going to be honest, Gray. There’s a million ways I want to touch you. And none of them are innocent.” Oh.
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“Plus, all of this has just been so much, so fast. Just a few days ago, I wanted you dead. Like…dead, dead. As dead as you want my father.” Chrome grinned. “Oh, I know. I felt that in the speakeasy. Your rage is such a turn-on.”
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“Jensen? That’s the runner at the—” “The speakeasy where you tried to slit my throat? Yes, little savage, that’s the one,” Chrome cut in, drawling with an amused grin.
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“I will always find you, Gray,” Chrome whispered. Somehow, we’d gravitated to the point where our lips nearly touched when he said, “No matter the realm. No matter if I’m Endarkened. I will always find you.”
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“As much as you bring me light, I bask in your darkness, too. Because I want all of you. Good, bad, light, and dark. Whole or broken. I want you to love the dark parts of yourself because dark and light exists within us all, Gray.”
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“No matter what happens to me, I’ll always find you. In every lifetime. In every realm. Because it’s always been you for me—ever since I was ten years old.” “I’m yours,” I whispered, and I meant it.
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“Your king raped a powerful Elemental to conceive me, so take that shit up with him.”
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In the next breath, the offender was blown to entrails. Frustration bubbled in my chest. “I had that!” “I know,” Chrome said, stabbing the side of a man’s neck. “But he hurt you.” He whirled. “Pissed me off. Told you I’d kill anyone who ever dared to hurt you again.”
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“You think a simple stab wound will slow me down? Remember how you used to cut and stab me with your blades when you’d rape me because I cried? And then said, if I didn’t find a way to heal, I’d prove how weak I was and didn’t deserve to live?” I laughed, devoid of anything decent left inside me. “Yeah, you trained me well.”