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August 28 - September 7, 2025
“I’m always good when you’re close, Cal,” I said, giving him a sideways smile as we started walking after Max and Darius, the sound of music reaching us from the springs. My pants were still slit open over my ass, but I was kinda enjoying the breeze dancing across my butt cheeks. “Don’t ever disappear on me.” “I won’t,” Cal swore, and those words gilded my heart in iron, strengthening it until it was an impenetrable thing that no one could get inside. No one but him and my boys.
Seth tugged his fingers out of her, pulling my hand away too and barking a command at her to work harder as his fingers knotted in my hair and he jerked me around to look at him. “Tell me you want me, Cal and I’m all yours,” he said, his eyes flashing with a cocky kind of power and I snarled as I bared my bloodstained fangs at him.
“Dear diary,” I taunted. “Today I was almost murdered by my asshole Cardinal Magic professor. I won't backchat him ever again because the next time I do I think I'll end up in a body bag for real.” I moved to step away then paused, leaning close once more with a calculating grin as I decided on how best to destroy him. “P.S. I have a major crush on Darcy Vega, but she doesn't seem to realise it. I wonder what she'll say when she finds out.” I strolled out of the door into the storm, letting the rain beat down on me instead of keeping it away with my air magic.
I kicked on my shoes, the soles of them made with toughened Minogum, just like all of my shoes were. The Vamporium was a designer store specialising in footwear for my Order, and they were made to withstand grinding against any surface right up to our top speed.
“Nothing.” Just a blue-haired princess who’s an heir to the throne of our entire kingdom, and my student, who I am entirely forbidden from laying a hand on.
I felt Darcy’s eyes scalding the flesh from my bones and was relieved to finally be getting some reaction from her, to know that this hurt her just like she’d hurt me. It was petty, immature, and cruel, but I was so full of jealousy that I knew if I didn’t do this, I’d do something far worse to Polaris. I’d rip his head clean from his shoulders and earn myself a stretch in Darkmore for a far less tempting sin than the one I had already committed with Darcy.
DEAR BRAIN, FUCK NO. SINCERELY, COCK
“Pfft,” Seth cut in. “Excuse me, but I’d be Michelangelo. Caleb’s Leonardo. Darius is Raphael, and Max is Donatello. Oh, and I guess that makes you the mutant rat, sir. Master Splinter.”
“I was just telling Darius how well your mom took it last night,” I said, goading Seth, and he snarled, tossing his polar bear plushie into Max’s arms. “You motherfucker,” he hissed, lunging at me, and I shot out of his way so he went crashing into the stall behind me. “Yeah, that’s me,” I said, and he spun around in fury.
“That’s pretty cute actually.” Darcy took it from him and Leon offered up the black Basilisk toy next which had a cowboy hat fixed to its head. He pressed the button on its stomach and it growled, “I love pain and dry oatmeal.”
“What does Gabriel’s do?” Tory asked and Gabriel pursed his lips as Leon pressed the button on the black-winged Harpy doll like he had already seen what was coming. “Don’t call me Gabe,” it said irritably.