Where did you go? (Infatuated fae Book 3)
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you do not get your pretty little ass up this tree and out of danger in the next three seconds, I will drag you up by your pretty little throat. Fucking go.”
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“It doesn’t matter how good you are at rescuing, because I’ve never been one to want to be saved,”
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The humungous fae took a few steps out onto the ice carefully and extended his hand to Eli. “Get the fuck off the ice, you golden sack of shit.” Well…at least he was still helping him.
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I want to crawl inside you and consume my way out, knowing that every part of you is forever a part of me. I crave command over every thought you’ve ever had, to feel every worthless surface that has ever touched your skin. I want your needs and cravings buried so inside my own flesh and bones, they become indistinguishable from my own. That’s what I want, pet.
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“Both of you are foolish, but you’ve reminded me of something the two of you had made easy to forget: I don’t need anyone to defend me. I don’t need either of you. I am the only villain I truly fight, and I am the only hero I need to save. Fight each other to the death if you like, but don’t look at me to rescue you. My hands are full.”
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Perspective is a messy bitch that knows no boundaries.
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“We love you, and sometimes love isn’t exactly like you think it should be. Sometimes love is walking into a world where you have no idea what will happen, but you’re happy to do it because you know you are together.”
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“You may be her father, Zef, but I’m her daddy now.” I smirked. “You’re never going to hurt her again. I won’t allow it.”
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It had been impossible for me to believe anything but the worst, filling in the holes and empty cracks with all the reasons why it had been so easy for him to leave me. I’d never even thought that maybe he hadn’t wanted to. The simple idea was followed with the little glittering thoughts that maybe I was harder to leave behind than I had always thought.