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September 20 - September 21, 2025
let him breathe as I yanked his arms behind his back and my cock jerked to attention as I dragged him firmly against me, biting his ear. “What the hell are you doing?” he snarled. “Just testing the waters, sugar. Are you ramrod straight or is there a little bend in you?” “What are you talking about?” He dropped his head to pull his ear away from me and I laughed. “You’ll figure it out, kitten.”
Cain looked up from his chair, his eyes sharpening on Quentin and his upper lip peeling back to expose his fangs as he realised what we were going to do. And we were going to do all the things. The stuff too. The bad kind of all the things and all the stuff. Oh-ho yes.
Benjamin’s hand slid around the back of my neck, drawing me closer, his touch cold. He was huge, a Dragon Shifter with a streak of wildness in him that made him unpredictable. “Are you too afraid, Mason?” he asked, smoke pluming from his nostrils as his eyes turned to reptilian slits. “Because fear doesn’t belong in my house.” I was afraid. Terrified. But I didn’t want to die. And there was something about Benjamin that made me want to prove myself worthy of being here.
My head spun as I was forced out of the vision, hitting the dark wall again and I heard Cain roaring in my head. “No!” Quentin tugged me towards another crack of light in the wall while others closed up as Cain worked to keep us out. But we slipped into it before he could stop us while my gut twisted over what I’d just seen.
Benjamin promised glory to the strongest and when they were old enough for their magic to Awaken, he took them away in the night to somewhere they didn’t return from. It was a secret. Bliss he called it. But the rumour was that he used the money we brought him to set up homes for his best fighters.
His eyes were demonic, full of hellfire and my heart stammered as I found myself stepping firmly in front of Merrick as if to shield him from the venom pouring from our Dragon ruler. Benjamin said nothing, but as I helped Merrick to his feet and drew him away through the crowd of kids, the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and I couldn’t shake the feeling that Benjamin was angry.
“It just sounds…I dunno… quiet.” “Is this place too loud for you?” Merrick asked. “Everywhere’s too loud for me,” I admitted. I liked way less company than I was forced to keep at Benjamin’s house. I had to carve out spaces for me to breathe. Merrick was the only one I liked the constant companionship of and I was pretty sure that was because he was my Nebula Ally – my friend chosen for me by the stars.
He had something in his arms and with a sickening twist of my gut, I realised it was a small boy, one of the new kids. His mouth was agape, his throat slit and blood still oozing from the wound as Benjamin tossed him onto a few other bodies laying in the truck bed with a thump that made me still. Fear coiled like a snake in my stomach and I couldn’t make my legs move as I watched.
Merrick was dead, stone cold dead in this dingy alley with a gaping wound in his chest and vines coiling out of his gaping mouth. He hadn’t just been killed, he’d been butchered, tormented before he was ripped from this world and as Benjamin heaved him into his arms and tossed into the truck bed with the other dead kids, some crucial part of me snapped.
The stars started whispering in my head, hissing and spitting like they felt the rage and hurt that I felt over this. I heard words I didn’t understand, in a language I couldn’t speak. Then some fiery beast awoke within my chest, spilling heat into every piece of my veins. And with the roar of that fire spilling through my body, I somehow found magic rising in me like a tide. In the next second, my canines extended and a hunger unlike anything I’d ever experienced reared up inside me and begged to be sated. Somehow, I’d Awakened. The stars had gifted me my magic and with it my Order had
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He threw a hand out towards the corpse and a bang sounded as he directed his fire magic into the body and Quentin exploded into a billion pieces. Blood and guts splattered the walls, coating the CCTV monitors and getting Ethan and Cain utterly covered with gore as they both cursed loudly. I flinched back, luckily escaping the worst of it as Sin's bulk blocked me from it, but Roary swore as he caught a face full of entrails. "Phew, he's gone," Sin muttered, offering me a wide smile like he’d only just noticed me. "Oh hey, kitten. I see you saved the Lion puff. Good job." "What. The. Fuck-"
I could only see in heat signatures in this form which meant everything was a sort of blurry heat haze, so I didn’t know how much Big Bel could appreciate it when I shook my sexy ass at him. I turned around, giving it a whirl, serving me with a bite to the ass. “Why are you so angry at me, baby!?” I shouted, except it came out as a series of grunts.
My ass felt all too exposed and I tried to cover it with one of my pincers, but this body didn’t have much flexibility in it. I missed my old body. I had the flexibility of a cat and the nimbleness of a goat in my Fae form. A goat could climb a tree right now, but me? I was stuck lumbering along like a wide open vagina on stilts. I almost fell down the stairs as I fled and Big Bel’s hot breath rushed over my back as he drew closer to his prize. I don’t wanna be his princess anymore! “Rosaaaa!” I roared as I ran faster,
I mean, sure, I was his perfect fantasy, but that didn’t give him the green light to pin me down and have his way with me. Have you never heard of consent, dude?
Suddenly, there was a familiar tingling along my spine and panic made me gasp just before the shift took hold of me. I hit the stairs in my Fae form as the Order suppressant flooded my naked body and I started tumbling down them, hitting every – star - damned – one.
I could just hear the celebrant at my funeral now… “He was dicked to death by a giant cock. May the stars welcome what’s left of him into their divine embrace.”
My magic failed me in that second, blinking out like I was just a naked mortal with clenched butt cheeks. Damn, I really should have been running rather than standing here that whole time. The Belorian stumbled forward through the place my wall had been holding him back and I could only do one thing. Fucking run.
Like Bert. Number sixty-two. He'd been making a joke with me last week about the way the oatmeal in here tasted like an idiot's brains. I'd laughed. He'd laughed. It had been this funny little joke. Except it wasn't. Because I'd just seen Bert while I was hiding in a vent above the Mess Hall and he'd been using the same spoon he ate oatmeal with to eat Officer Kato's actual brains. Straight from the skull. I'd seen such things. Such. Things.
"They have to be with the Oscuras!" one of the Wolves beneath me cried as I tried to ignore the progress of the spider with all my might. "I want that bitch's head on a spike for what she's done," another yelled. "We should cut her open and spell her name out on the ground with her entrails." "Isn't that gonna take a lot of entrails?" someone else interrupted. "Rosalie Oscura is a pretty long name-"
My gaze flicked to the place where the secret hatch was concealed in the roof as fire magic sizzled against my palms. Rosalie cast a huge net around the Belorian and Ethan froze it tight, bringing the beast to its knees. I realised the fight was almost won and I was free, having only seconds to act. I ran for the hatch, wishing I had access to the speed of my Order as the curse burned like liquid hellfire on the inside of my flesh. My vision darkened from the pain but I didn’t stop running, making it to the console beneath the hatch and flipping open a fake button to reveal a magical signature
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The curse flared so fiercely within me that I was sure I was going to succumb to it right now. Blood dripped from my lips and rose in my eyes until all I could see was red. It was over. She’d done this. She’d ruined me. So why shouldn’t I watch her die before I had to die too? Because it’ll destroy me.
The fireball exploded from me with so much force that a heatwave blasted over us, knocking us flat to the floor and I had to shield my eyes from the tremendous glare as the ball collided with the Belorian, sending it flying backwards into a tank of sleep gas and the gathered tanks of Faesine. “Oh fuck,” I gasped as the tanks exploded and I threw myself over Rosalie as an enormous explosion ripped through the room. I roared as I threw my hands up, using every scrap of my waning power to take control of that fire and direct it in every direction but at us, shielding Rosalie and the three
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“Stay awake,” I growled, knowing sleeping in this prison was a death sentence. Someone would come. Someone would find us. Find her. “Stay awake, Rosalie,” I begged but her eyelids were fluttering closed and I knew it was no good. “Mason,” she murmured, the sound of my name on her sweet lips twisting the jagged knife in my heart which her betrayal had put there. Her manipulation.
reached out to brush my fingers over the newly healed skin, my gaze flicking from it back up to meet his eyes and his grip on my hand shifted a little. “I’m glad,” I murmured. Cain wetted his lips as he drew the lollypop from between them, his gaze filling with something that made my heart beat a little faster, but before he could voice
"I'm coming," he agreed and the relief I felt at those words surprised me. Hadn't I hated him not so long ago? Hadn't I gladly cursed him with the power of the moon? I didn't really know what to make of my attachment to Mason Cain, but I also didn't have the time to analyse it too closely right now. So as he tossed his lollypop stick in the trash and followed us out into the corridor, I buried my smile and set my focus on our destination. We needed to find Roary and Sin. And then we seriously needed to focus on getting the fuck out of here - however the hell we were going to manage that now.
The snipping noise sounded once more and a long piece of my hair sailed down to land on the girl’s thigh. It took me three long, excruciating seconds of staring at that lock of gorgeous, silken perfection to realise what this girl was doing to me. “No!” I cried in anguish, bucking my hips to try and get her off, but she wrapped her thighs tighter around me and her upper lip peeled back.
“Dude,” Sin whispered to me. “I think she took your hair.” “Why?” I demanded of Mindy, horrified to my core. “Tell them why, Telisha,” Mindy commanded and Telisha pointed at me. “Because the Nights owe Queen Mindy a debt,” she said loftily, lifting her chin and gazing at Mindy with a manic kind of devotion in her eyes. “You.” Mindy rounded on Sin, pointing at him with her scissors. “Shift into his brother, Leon Night.”
“Look, Mandy, I dunno who you are or what brand of bug has crawled up your butt-” Sin started. “I’m Mindy,” she hissed. “And if you interrupt me again, I’ll snip your dick off. Now use your Incubus power to sense my greatest desire. Now.” She jabbed the scissors at him and Sin gaped at her. “I don’t want to,” he pouted.
Mindy scowled at me, tossing her hair – my hair – and pointing the scissors at me. “Big words for a little Lion cub on the floor. NOW SHIFT INTO MY FANTASY OR THE NEXT THING I CUT OFF WILL BE AN INCUBUS’S COCK!” she roared at Sin and just like that he shifted into my brother.
“Were you that chick that cut off that guy’s dick and presented it to me in a box after I told him his whistling pissed me off?” I gasped. “So you do remember me!” she said with a glimmer of pride in her eyes. “Who the fuck gives someone a dick in a box? Even I’m not that depraved,” Sin muttered. “The perfect Lioness, that’s who,”
“I mean…don’t take offence, okay?” Sin started and I shot him a look that told him to stop talking, but of course he went on. “But like, that relationship sounds pretty one sided, kitten. Maybe you should just get yourself a Lion shaped vibrator and move on with your life?” Mindy lunged at him, grabbing his hair and starting to cut it off with the scissors. But the moment the locks fell, they vanished into the air, the illusion fading away. That didn’t stop her though.

