Scorpion (The Exodus)

by Avina St. Graves

To the girls who see guns as potential sex toys, why stop there? It’s time to get laid while using a rifle.

I want to beat the emotions out of me until it stops hurting, and I go back to being the type of woman my sister could be proud of.

I’ve long since made peace with the grim reaper. He can take me whenever he wants. If today’s my day, I’ll welcome his cold embrace with open arms.

She was mine before and it’s time to make her mine again, because I was always hers. I have been since day one.

Being muscle for a grinning mobster might be the least dangerous thing I’ve done.

“You could be on my arm, in a twenty-thousand-dollar dress, and no one would know that you could take them out in seconds. Beautiful. Violent. Deadly.”

“I don’t want a soldier. I want you. Anyone can pick up a gun. You? You don’t need a weapon to become one.”

“My little Lieverd.” He appraises me with a beaming smile. “The best female sniper the world has ever seen.”

Bringing Zalak into this war isn’t exactly ideal, but I’d be a liar if I said I’m not excited about the fact that my girl will be giving me her undivided attention for eight hours a day.

“Come with me.” I square my shoulders. “Is that an order?” “If that’s what you prefer.” He winks. “I recall you liked being told what to do.”

“Uh, am I riding with you?” His eyes brighten. “Take out the with and it’s an enthusiastic yes.”

“You murderous little thing. I like it.”

“I’ll be honest, I can barely line up the target,” he says nonchalantly before resuming his position. “I swear it’s moving, and you getting all smart and bossy is doing things to me.”

despite every change I’ve endured since she left, that is the only thing that has remained true. I want Zalak back.

It turns me the hell on that she can beat someone up better than I can.

In this moment, we’re untouchable. There’s no death, no war, no pit of despair waiting for us to drown in. But there are two things I know to be true. She would kill for me, and I would do far worse for her.

feeling wanted is the most addicting drug I’ve ever tasted.

I need to forget how to spell my own name. I need him to make me go nonverbal with how thoroughly he’s fucking me.

I always thought that he’s the most attractive man that I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Seeing him beam the way he is now… no one will ever compare. Whatever beauty he has is rooted inside him as well.

“You’re murderous, and stunning. You could be neither of those things and still kill a man with your bare hands.

“I am about to eat a four-hundred-dollar, world-renowned meal, when I’d rather have you splayed out on the table with my head between your thighs because I am utterly ravished

You’re mine. I’m yours. That’s how it was before, and how it is tonight, tomorrow, and every day after that.

“Make sure there are no bullets in there, darling. I’m going to fuck you with it.”

“I’m a respectable man, darling,” he says, voice hoarse like he’s barely holding on. “And you make me want to do things to you that will make me lose that title.”

“Let me make you another promise. One day, you will finally be my wife.”

“I want you to myself, in any shape you come in, because I’ll love you regardless of it. Jagged edges and all.”

“Did you survive? Or did you die that day, and you’ve been walking around without your soul? Or did you lose it years before when you left home carrying nothing but your mother’s words?”

“The way you grip that knife does things to a man, Lieverd.” “I will cut you with it,” she says with a deadly smile. Romance.

My mother wanted a son, but she got something far worse. Me.

“I could be six feet under, and I’d still walk the afterlife every day by your side. There’s nothing about you that I would change. You’re it for me, Lieverd

In our relationship, there’s no question of who wears the pants. No. Ours is a question of who’s carrying the bigger gun. After all, I’m here to look pretty next to my wife.

There are many benefits to having your wife as your unemployed-employed self-appointed bodyguard. The main one being that no matter what happens, or how far I go, she’ll kill anyone who attempts to harm me.