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Welcome to Quarrierton Academy, where violence is praised, and the weak and mortal are punished.
If I were obsessed with you, mortal, you would be chained to a wall in my room where I could keep an eye on you.”
“You will refuse our partnership, little mortal. Because if I ever have to fuck you, I’ll make sure it kills you.”
The heir of all the realms will wield the power of darkness until its love returns. Death to her, death to all.
If I kiss her again, it will be done, I hear his thoughts, but I don’t make it obvious. I’m not ready for this to be done.
“And stay away from Valin. He’s looking to claim you, and I don’t share.”
“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.”
The Blade of the Gods needs to penetrate my cursed heart and destroy my soul. Only in the living dead of Seraphine Winters can we be damned. All of us, to eternity.
“Like I said, you haunt me.”
I truly hate him, but I would gladly let him dominate me from every angle. Does that make me sick? Maybe.
Do not whimper to your god, little mortal. I’ll burn down the remaining realms before I hear you call out to someone else.
We are the epicenter of arousal as we become one entity.
Dane Dalton can suck my imaginary dick. I mean it. If I had one, it would be freakishly big, deadly thick, made of sandpaper, with blades poking out from every angle, and I would make him suck it until he begged me with his eyes to stop.
“Don’t worry. A minor setback. I’ll catch you in the next life.”
“Maybe…” Another step and my back hits the wall beside the bathroom door, trapping me between two immovable objects. “Maybe I’m a shadow? The shadow to be exact.”
I want this man far too much to be deemed normal. It isn’t a case of lusting or catching feelings for him. This feels like an obsession. A dangerous, terrifying obsession. Because when he isn’t around, I wait for him. I think of him. I imagine a different life with him that I haven’t lived. I even dream about him.
“Your name is Seraphine Dalton, Queen of the realms, and have been for nearly six hundred fucking years.”
