Once Upon a Demon's Heart (Cruel Fates #1)

by K.M. Moronova

But you can only die so many times before all of your hope is stolen away.

I’ve only encountered one living thing in all that time. A demon child, maybe a few years older than I was at the time.

so.. SO.. here's a hint, he is your death bringer. chekhov's gun and all that. any element introduced into a story, especially a seemingly minor detail like a rifle, must later become relevant to the plot.

Kalel.

Superman????

Now that I study him closer, there’s something familiar about him but I can’t quite place it.

It's tge eyes chico they never lie (he probably killed you lol)

“—I believe I am a daughter to the Goddess of Fertility, Venus.” I say the words so quietly that I worry he didn’t hear me, but when my gaze meets his, there’s no doubt that he did. The king’s jaw is parted, and shock moves through his eyes. “Are you certain?” he asks, disbelief cumbersome in his tone. I slowly nod. “I’ve been having heat-cycles for over a decade now.” The sign of a daughter to Venus.

Okay but like........ whatdoyoumeabbythat..????? hmmm??????

“Thank the gods for you, Alira. I will send the offer by dove in the morning.”

Damn he didn't even bet an eye

Is it too ambitious to hope that I never cross paths with him again?

Let me hold your hand for the rest of the book okay?

It’s him. The Blood Knight.

Ohh whh shocker who coulf of gussed

Wait, Duke Lornhelm? My eyes slowly drag over the Blood Knight. He’s the duke?

God you are slow i don't want to hold your hand anymore it would take too long

so you’ll need your strength.”

Bro. You just took it.

The blood on your hands outnumbers mine, twenty to one,” I grumble. Not that he’d understand my jab.

In that case twenty to none

as his thighs wrap around me on either side.

What type of gymnastics this it?

pressing a kiss on the side of my throat before stroking his tongue over it a few times. A rumbling purr rolls from his chest as he continues to lick me.

Do say, are you, perhaps, a cat?

presses kisses on each before lapping at them with his tongue.

I swear i once read a story on watppad that had the same scenting thing happen

You want me to fuck you raw until you can’t walk straight?”

I mean.. like Hamilton, she probably wouldn't say no to this

How he alone is a somber song only the nightingales know.

The og beaten woman i fear. No. But in all seriousness. Her need for punishment in the form of selfharm and her need to be chosen overpowers her clear thinking and logic. Needing yo repent does not equal putting yourself in harms way and letting yourself get hurt. Worse, allowing others to hurt you. She is so focused on her grief and guilt that she can't see that this does nothing good.

“I’m not a cruel man, you know,” he confesses with his lips against my skin. “I just… I can’t…”

Not enjoying cruel things does not make you not cruel. Not doing cruel things - does.

We hardly even know one another and here he is, about to devour me.

They do call him the devourer for a reason not this reason but a reason nonetheless

trace to him when he isn’t looking. I want to see more of him.

Who you really want to see is a therapist

His voice sounds hauntingly familiar.

Take a.. Guess (by charlie xcx starts plying)

It’s impossible to stay mad at someone like Nikolai.

No fuck him fuck tessa fuck kalel you need not lick comfort off of knives for not having spoons.

let go of Nikolai’s. “Have faith, Alira,”

Dont have fait alira dont trust men just run

Kalel

I keep reading it as kale liks ths lettuce

and I can’t help but notice how small my frame is compared to his.

Smurffet.