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The long extinct Ismenian Dragon was once a powerful Order. As the largest of the Dragon Orders, its fire was three times the strength of its smaller cousins. Often darkest blue in colour, it had a forked tongue and poisonous breath which could kill a Fae up to fifty feet away.
My Atlas pinged and I took it out of my bag, my soul fraying as I found a private message waiting for me from Orion. Lance: What if I don't want it to stop?
I guess you’re about to go back to radio silence so for what it’s worth… In Solaria blue means royal. And to me, blue means you.
“Chiedo al buio di disturbare questo corpo dalla pace e di mettere la sua magia nel mio sangue.”
would fucking break me. So don’t you dare give in to them. I’ll follow you into the shadows if I have to and drag you away from them kicking and screaming. Because they can’t have you. They fucking can’t.”
“I’m trying to get Diego Polaris’s saliva off of my girl,” he growled.
“I just want someone to make my heart beat faster,” she said in a low voice that had me drawing closer to her as I looked into her dark eyes. “To challenge me and make me laugh and push back against my bullshit. I want to be forced out of my comfort zone and I want to feel excited, exhilarated, afraid. But not just because you’re an asshole. Because I want to feel alive.”
“The twins survived! I pulled them out of the ashes.” My heart pounded harder and harder as I finally understood why we hadn’t died this night. We were impervious to fire. Impossible as it seemed, it was clear as day now.
The more hardship you face, the stronger you become.”
“Who wants to make my helicopter take off?” Professor Washer called loudly as he balanced at the end of the diving board thrusting his hips so that his dick swung round and round in circles.
Welp that sums him up
“Tell me. I’m a poor old man destined to lock myself up in this place or get molested by Washer in the pool party from hell. I need to know that people still have fun somewhere in this world,” he begged.
Poor lance
she’s just a girl.” Lance grinned at me, and I turned my back on him. She wasn’t just a girl though. Not to me. She was the one girl I shouldn’t want, the one I couldn’t have, the one I didn’t need. And yet I did. And everything in my life could be damaged so badly by that need that I’d fought it tooth and claw up until this point.
Oh, hi Principal Nova I’m just looking for Professor Orion because if I don’t fuck him six ways till Sunday the moon is gonna cry. Yeah, maybe not.
“Oh, my salty sea cucumbers, you are quite the merman, aren’t you?” she tittered, and I got up again, moving forward with Tory, ready to drag her away from him. “Yeah, baby. Do you wanna see my sea cucumber in private?” Max offered. Before we reached her, Geraldine turned toward the waves. “Actually, you can keep your oily dolphin flippers to yourself, Max Rigel.” She ran into the sea, and he stared after her in shock.
“Because that’s what I do,” he said slowly. “I watch you and hunger for you and ache for you. It torments me like I torment you.”
“Then why do it?” I asked. “Why not just look away?” “I’d find it easier to carve my eyes out than I would to stop them landing on you.” My stomach knotted up and I took half a step closer to him. “So don’t stop,” I breathed, my heart pounding recklessly in my chest.
“There are countless people who would say I’m not allowed to want you,” Darius breathed. “But you make me want to burn the whole world down so that I can claim you for my own.” “Then we should burn it down,” I agreed.
We will be there with you through heartache and triumph and at the end of it all, when you turn the final page, we hope with all of our hearts that you won’t hate us. (At least not too much.)
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