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The same person who appeared in front of me a month ago on the beach is staring down at me—dark brows, white hair that falls over his left eye, tall enough to make me crane my neck.
hey mmc *insert smirk emoji*
“I think the human likes being on her knees for everyone. Maybe she should stay there. It seems to be the only place she belongs.”
oh!
Welcome to Quarrierton Academy, where violence is praised, and the weak and mortal are punished.
But although he’s a few steps behind me, something wraps around my arm and drags me to sit once more. Then two shadow hands grab at my thighs, pressing me to the chair.
As much as I love being held down and degraded, I have a boyfriend, and I’d like to go to my next class.” Dane doesn’t let me go. In fact, those ghostly hands are firmer now, his jaw tight, and if this wasn’t a horrible situation and he wasn’t dropping to a crouch in front of me, this would be a turn-on.
“You are repulsive, mortal. If I ever get out of here, you’ll be my first target.”
this is gonna be sooooooo good
On the board are names side by side. At the very bottom, I find my own with my new partner. Seraphine Winters and Dane Dalton.
The shadows like me; they enjoy me watching them move across the bricks. I feel them when I wake, when I walk into the room, and I also feel them trying to comfort me when I’m sad.
Dane is powerful, but I don’t think he realizes just how powerful he is.
It’s weird that I can suddenly sense him everywhere. He could walk into the room, and with my back turned, I’d know he was there.
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.”
dane is insane omg
“You will refuse our partnership, little mortal. Because if I ever have to fuck you, I’ll make sure it kills you.”
HE IS INSANE
“What are you smiling at?” I click my screen off and put away my phone. Flattening my smile, I say, “Nothing.”
The shadows and silhouettes swim around my room, but instead of searching for something, looking for their source and savior, they’re calm. At peace.
The heir of all the realms will wield the power of darkness until its love returns. Death to her, death to all.
I glance over my shoulder, seeing my reflection. It’s a struggle to focus from my angle, but from what I can see, it’s a black circle with a design inside, sitting at the nape of my neck. The skin around it is swollen and raw, as if I just got it done.
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.
he wants her sooooooo bad
“And stay away from Valin. He’s looking to claim you, and I don’t share.”
RAHHHHHHH
“Not gonna lie, as much as I enjoy spending time with you two, I can’t wait to get home and lie in my own bed for hours while reading a book.”
me
Everything has been an endless battle, and I just feel like I need a break. Living is so tiring sometimes.
“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.”
It’s like our souls are trying to intertwine and rule the world, magnetic and charged and desperate to look at each other, to touch and taste and be close.
I’ve felt like this before, like I was suffocating on my own thoughts, but now it’s an emotion that’s flooding me. One I can’t pinpoint.
For a split second, I recognize the man above me. Really recognize him. The man who fastened my corset after a night of making love then escaped the room before my father caught us. 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.
WHAT????
Only in the living dead of Seraphine Winters can we be damned. All of us, to eternity.
what is even going on
“Come back to me, Seraphine. You must come back to me.”
“You are my partner.”
“If any of you look at or lay a finger on her, your body will be unrecognizable by the time I’m done with it.”
Do not whimper to your god, little mortal. I’ll burn down the remaining realms before I hear you call out to someone else.
“Your name is Seraphine Dalton, Queen of the realms, and have been for nearly six hundred fucking years.”
