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“My shadows are hiding from you.” His palms slide under the shirt concealing my body, stopping at my hips. “They quiver when you’re around, and nothing scares them. They think you’re sadistic and evil, and that you’re going to be my end. If that’s the case, and you’re really here to kill me, then you might as well get full use of me, am I right?”
Why the fuck is this happening so soon? We should have more time.
“You’ll never be free of me. That’s a promise. After we’re done with the academy, I will follow you to the ends of your world and make your meaningless life hell.”
“I could make you see things.” He stays where he stands, but hands grab at the back of my knees, parting them. My eyes clash with silver ones as another version of Dane appears on his knees before me. His lips don’t move as the real Dane says, “I could make you feel things. Say and do things. Do you want to know how far I can push my power, mortal? Because I. Have. No. Limit.”
“Wait. You tucked me into bed?” “I had to—you were cold.”
Breathe, Seraphine. Don’t let it win, my love. Fight. You need to fight. Stay with me. Please—stay with me.
Dane—his back to me—is talking to a student with long blonde hair. I know she’s attracted to him, her red eyes matching her latex outfit. She giggles at whatever he says, and I imagine her body in pieces, drained of blood, and set on fire. Maybe I’ll carve out her eyeballs and shove them up her— Calm down. I grit my teeth. I am calm.
Him being around eight feet,
“You said you weren’t a virgin.”
“Why are you bringing up my virginity?”
“Tell me what ha...
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“What, the first ti...
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“There have been othe...
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“Obviously, Dane. I’m not talking about this, okay...
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“Not tellin...
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refusing to tell him about mine and Grayson’s friends-wit...
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“Valin?”
“Yes or no. Have you fucked Valin?”
“What is your deal w...
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“Did he steal your girlfriend or...
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“He stole something,” he says. “Stay a...
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I dive into his mind and the wave of loneliness and grief I find there nearly chokes me.
A kiss to my hand. The deafening scream of his mother when a knife lodges in his chest. I gasp and stare at him in disbelief. “Dane?” A tear slips down my cheek, and the recognition comes over to Dane. He nods once, pulling his fingers from my core and wiping away the tears. “If you’re ready—stay. Stay with me.”
“Do you recognize me? At all? When you look at me, do you feel nothing?”
“Death to her. Death to all.” I utter it like a mantra, a witch’s spell, a curse. “Death to her. Death to all.” I will not yield to these pitiful
Only in the living dead of Seraphine Winters can we be damned. All of us, to eternity. The wars are lost, but battles are won. But mine… As I fall into the abyss, I beg the gods above to keep my family safe from the rest of the darkness taking over the realms.
I’ll alter timelines and destroy all the gods who try to stop me.
He’ll try to stop me, but not even love can pin me down. He’s deluded to think the old me will break free. She’s trapped, falling into nothing, for as long as I allow.
“Fight it, my love. You have to fight it, or it will overcome you.” “I’m trying.” The voice sounds like my own, but it seems distant. The monster within me is attempting to take over again. “Please. Kill me.” Green eyes vanish, replaced by someone else. I can’t see his face, but his voice is familiar, almost soothing. “You cannot let it control you, daughter. If you do, it will win. We’ll all cease to exist.”
She’s terrified of the curse that was put upon me.
It whispers that it shall return, and when it does, death will greet me.
I open my eyes to see Dane holding the handle of the blade, his face filled with grief as he yanks out the knife and sinks it into my chest, crushing through my bones and flesh until it penetrates my heart.
“Come back to me, Seraphine. You must come back to me.”
“You think I don’t know you? I’m fucking haunted by you. Do you think I want to be here? That I want to wake up every morning and have to spend time with you in this castle? In these fucking classes? It’s childish and beneath us both.”
“You have no idea what you’re asking me, Seraphine.”
he lowers his head and drags his finger back and forth on the dresser, exactly where I had traced earlier.
“We could finish task four.”
I want to drain him of every drop of cum and make him admit that he’s mine.
I want all your firsts, my love. Your firsts and lasts and forever. You can take it. Does it hurt? I’ll stop. You have me until you no longer need me. Marry me, not him.
“Part your thighs so I can fuck you.”
Before he can crash his mouth down on mine or thrust his cock inside me, his room door is blasted open, and the castle guards storm in.
“Be a good girl for me, little mortal. I’ll return in the evening.”
If it weren’t for all my memories of growing up, I’d swear I was a witch in disguise—or something a lot worse.
Do not whimper to your god, little mortal. I’ll burn down the remaining realms before I hear you call out to someone else.
I meant it when I said I’d kill you if I fucked you. You are a human, and I am not. Your body needs to be trained to be able to handle me.
Dane Dalton can suck my imaginary dick.
“I really hate that I can hear what you’re saying in your mind. Sometimes it’s funny, but other times I think there is something genuinely wrong with you. Did you hit your head one of the times you tried to escape?”
“Who’s the better singer… Billie Eilish or Taylor Swift?” “Who?” I toss down my book. “I think it’s time for you to leave.”