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For those who live their nightmares, so that others may have their dreams.
This bastard would shit himself if he realized he had the Saeris Fane in his grasp.
“I have to say, I was expecting that to go differently,” he mused. And then I punched him square in the mouth.
She’d squawked when he’d thrown me unceremoniously down onto my bed and snarled, “Bad human,” at me.
I got up and followed after him, drawing the curtains open again. “What are you doing?” “I’m hungover,” he announced. “The sun is trying to crack my skull open, which is making me very unfriendly. But please. Feel free to open the curtains.”
“Careful, human. We Fae have an excellent sense of smell. You’d be amazed what we can scent floating on the air.”
“You could at least say hello before you start eye-fucking me.” “I wasn’t eye-fucking you.
“I don’t hate your kind. I’m just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I’m imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”
“That your body is betraying you in other ways. That I can smell you, Little Osha, and I’m thinking about drinking the sweet nectar you’re making for me straight from the fucking cup.”
large tent, then. Had to be. Fisher would need a sizable space to house his fucking ego, after all.
“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.”
“Nobody will ever fuck you the way I’m about to fuck you, Saeris Fane. I’m about to introduce you to all seven gods. When you meet them, don’t forget to tell them I’m the one you worship on your knees.”
