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nullum magnum ingenium sine mixture dementia fuit. There has been no great wisdom without an element of madness.
The infamous Chthonic four—the Houses of Hades, Aphrodite, Artemis, and Ares.
“Kid, I’m not a babysitter. I’m a full-time nanny, without any of the benefits of getting to kill people. My life is tragic.”
Our future hinges on you getting the fuck up.” A man was speaking, so I stopped listening.
A towering figure in a tattered black cloak walked into the kitchen. “Honeys, I’m home,” a scratchy masculine voice rasped sarcastically.
Where Patro was classically handsome, Kharon was disturbingly attractive.
During the day, the feminine urge to lead a fictional revolt plagued me. At night, nightmares once again tore me to pieces.
“I’m so proud right now...this is the best day of my life. I knew you had it in you, bestie. Pussy power, crush the patriarchy! Don’t stop now—murder them all. KILL EVERYONE IN THIS ROOM!”
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“How dare you touch her?” Augustus snarled. Then he chucked the siren across the room like he weighed nothing. “IF ANYONE IN SPARTA LAYS A SINGLE FINGER ON ALEXIS—THEY ANSWER TO ME!” he roared into the room.
“I’ll let you in on a secret,” I said, my voice flat and cold. “Alexis Hert matters more than you could ever imagine—and she’s mine to protect. Do you know what that means? You violated one of my own.”
“I don’t care about your stupid House honor—I grew up homeless, you prick.”
“Great job, you’re doing it,” Patro said as he rubbed my back. “Just like that, good girl. I’m so proud of you.”
“Are you okay?” His voice was a throaty rasp. No. I’m cheating on Carl Gauss. I’m an unloyal whore.
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Trying to yank away, I snarled up at him, “In your dreams. I haven’t shown you anything.” “Oh, Alexis, you don’t want to know the wicked things I dream about—don’t test me,” Augustus whispered ominously. “Not here, not now—you won’t like the result.”