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October 6 - October 6, 2025
For anyone who has ever made a bad decision because of a broken heart
Unlike most humans, this shopgirl had grown up around oddities—and the bell had long suspected she was a curiosity as well, though it couldn’t figure out exactly what sort.
WHERE WILL THE BROKENHEARTED PRAY NOW? By Kutlass Knightlinger
All stories are made of both truths and lies, she used to say. What matters is the way that we believe in them.
The door pinched her fingers, drawing a drop of blood, and she swore she heard its splintered voice say, Do you know what you’re about to step into? Nothing but heartbreak will come from this.
Always promise less than you can give, for Fates always take more. Do not make bargains with more than one Fate. And, above all, never fall in love with a Fate.
She ab to do all three huh
According to the myths, the Prince of Hearts was not capable of love because his heart had stopped beating long ago. Only one person could make it work again: his one true love. They said his kiss was fatal to all but her—his only weakness—and as he’d sought her, he’d left a trail of corpses.
Oh yes i will eat this up- it's her
“We’ve been seeing each other in secret. I was supposed to be in mourning for my father. Then, a little over two weeks ago, on the day that Luc and I were going to tell our families we were in love, my stepsister, Marisol, announced that she and Luc were getting married.”
TEA DANG
He gave her a real smile, revealing a pair of dimples that briefly made him look more angel than devil. But she imagined even angels would need to beware of him. She could picture him flashing those deceptive dimples as he tricked an angel into losing its wings just so he could play with the feathers.
“It’s you,” she whispered. “You’re the Prince of Hearts.”
“It’s rose gold,”
Strawberry blonde queen
“I don’t know if I can fix your broken heart, but you can take mine because it’s already yours.”
It made her think of the other stories that said his kisses might have been fatal, but they were worth dying for.
The Fates weren’t dangerous because they were evil; the Fates were dangerous because they couldn’t tell the difference between evil and good.
Humanity today
But as hopeful as Evangeline was, she knew the Prince of Hearts wasn’t a savior. He was the one people needed saving from.
“I believe there are far more possibilities than happily ever after or tragedy. Every story has the potential for infinite endings.”
She knew some people would think this made her foolish, but it was tremendously hard to fully fall out of love with someone when you had no one else to love instead.
But she was like the tide drawn by the tremendous force of the moon. It was no wonder waves were always crashing; they must have hated the pull as much as she did.
Little Fox.
Something felt very wrong with her heart. It had beat faster when she’d first met with Jacks, but now it was almost as if she had two hearts—her pulse was going wild, pounding painfully in her chest as if it might soon run out of beats.
WAIT HIS??
And Evangeline loved her just a little then.
Just love him the same way you live your life—love him without holding back, love him as if every day with him will be more magical than the last, love him as if he’s your destiny and the world will be better if you two are together, and he won’t be able to ever stop loving you.”
“No, not unless you want her to die. She’ll need close physical contact for at least a full day for the cure to take.”
YES AHAHA
“Evangeline—stop looking at me like that. You’re making this much more difficult.” Jacks spoke between clenched teeth, but she still caught a glimpse of his sharpened incisors, which now looked startlingly like fangs.
NO NOT THE FULL NAME
