More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Max bellowed a challenge from his position on Seth’s back in his huge white Wolf form as they charged through the clearing and he fired an arrow flaming with Phoenix fire right over my head. A Nymph exploded into dust as the arrow punched a hole in its chest and Max guided it back to him on a gust of wind in a move he’d been practicing tirelessly since Darcy had forged his gift. He instantly placed the arrow in the bow and aimed again while I raced forward behind them. Seth’s front paws were clad in gleaming metal, the claws able to ignite with Phoenix fire and tear through the barky flesh of
...more
“Are you sure about this, Darius?” Max asked, but the edge of laughter to his tone said he absolutely didn’t want me to change my mind. I twisted my head to look at them, blowing a puff of smoke into their faces in answer before snapping my golden wings out either side of me and launching myself into the clouds at speed.
“I was gonna, but then I touched this blanket and it was so soft. What’s it made of, fucking clouds?” Max brushed his fingers up and down it. “Anyway, I made this nest like some sort of Tiberian Rat and camped here. So…this blanket is mine now, yes?”
The words seek the fallen hunter gazed up at me in shimmering silver letters. As Orion’s name was the constellation of The Hunter, Darius had spoken to him about the card.
Like he said, blue meant royal in Solaria. “And to me, blue means you.”
“You talk in your sleep these days, you know? You’re all ‘help me Sethy, come hug my cute ass. Oh, ravish me, Sethy, ravish me!’”
He chuckled. “No, but that reminds me of when I was on the moon, and I stuck my dick in a moon hole. I have literally fucked the moon.”
“We won’t die,” he said with a shrug. “We’re the Heirs and the Savage Princess. Darcy and the dudebros. Wolfman, Bitey C, Fish Fury, Dragzilla, and the Phoen Dream.”
“So you’re officially together now?” she demanded, her lower lip quivering. “Did you hear something?” Seth mused and I turned away from Kylie with a shrug. “Nope, must have been the wind,” I said. “See you later.” “Bye babe,” he purred in a voice designed to taunt Kylie and I heard her pleading with him to stop shunning her as he walked upstairs.
“You can fuck off now,” I said flatly, realising she wasn’t going to actually leave unless I told her to. “I can...I can...you want me to...” She gaped at me like somehow I hadn’t been clear while the tears in her eyes built up and up as she clutched her chest like she’d been mortally wounded.
Solaria was no longer ruled by a Council. We had a monarch. A king who would no doubt be so much worse than the Savage King had ever been.
“He’s going to eat his heart out,” he murmured, and I rolled my eyes. “I hope he does by the way. I’m still pissed he hurt my little sister. Kick him in the dick for me, okay?”
“Well, the main thing is that you got away. But you will have to be punished for allowing them to get you into that position in the first place,” Lionel growled. “I know. I’m sorry,” I breathed, eyeing the jar of lightning again as fear washed into me. “Where are you?” he asked. “In my room,” I replied. “I’ll send someone to come heal you in a few hours. Once you’ve learned your lesson.” His voice was eager now and I took some comfort in that, knowing that at least my suffering would please him. “Thank you,” I murmured, reaching out to pick up the jar.
“I see things,” she shrugged. “Like connections between Fae. I saw it with Dante and his wife, and I’ve seen it with others too. And as much as I loved being the filling in your dick sandwich - which I seriously did by the way, I’ll be getting myself off while thinking about this for years - I also don’t wanna be a third wheel.”
P.S. Give Lionel Acrux hell for what he has taken from you and what he is yet to take.