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June 21 - July 5, 2025
There was no way he could know that in the two hundred years it had taken for me to be born, the knowledge of how to kill a Primal had been obtained. Love.
If I had a child, or if any descendant of mine had been harmed, I would burn through both realms just so I could flay the skin from the body of the one who’d hurt them.
Girl do i have some news for you
“And you, liessa, are very brave.” His thumb moved, sweeping over the curve of my jaw.
OooOOoohhh
I lifted my gaze from where my hand and the dagger’s hilt were flush with a chest adorned in black, to eyes… Wide eyes streaked with swirling wisps of eather. Eyes of the silver-eyed god.
Shit
“I’m already gasping,” he whispered, his voice rougher, deeper.
Hehehehehehe
“In case you’re wondering,”—his voice was a kiss against my skin—“this is me intentionally staring.”
HAHAHAHAHA
“I want to kiss you, even though there is no reason for me to other than I want it.” The heated intensity of his stare held mine. “I would even go as far as to say I need to.”
girllll you betta
“Show me what you like, and I will give it to you.”
bark bark bark
“Whose blood are you covered in?” I asked, searching her gaze in the soft glow of the gas lanterns. My eyes narrowed. “Do you need help burying a body?”
A true girls girl
“You made a treasonous statement.”
Be so for real
Death had finally returned.
Daddys home
“I am known as the Asher,” he said, and I shuddered. Is it short for something? I’d asked when he told me his name. It is short for many things. “The One who is Blessed. I am the Guardian of Souls and the Primal God of Common Men and Endings.” His voice traveled through the Great Hall, and absolute silence answered. I could barely force air through my lungs. “I am Nyktos, ruler of the Shadowlands, the Primal of Death.”
KICKING MY FEET
The Royal Guard shattered, broke apart like fragile glassware, into a fine dusting of ash and then…nothing. Nothing remained of him, not even the clothing he wore or the weapons he bore.
Hell yes
He tore into Pike’s throat, ending the man’s short, abrupt scream of terror. Wrenching his head back, the Primal forced the man’s jaw open as he spat a mouthful of Pike’s own blood into his mouth.
Damn. Okay king
“Not only are you going to further irritate the wounds along your back, but I don’t believe your actions are inciting the type of reaction you’re aiming for.”
Hahahaha
“Wait. Where do those doors lead?” I pointed at the ones behind the sitting area. “To the chambers next door,” she answered. “To Nyktos’ rooms.”
The way im grinning right now
I can taste your emotions. Not all Primals can do it, but I have always been able to, as all who carried my mother’s blood in them could.”
Ooh. Who is mom?
“It wasn’t me. I was not the Primal of Death then.” A tightness settled into his features. “My father was. He made the deal with Roderick Mierel. It was he who demanded the first female of the bloodline as a Consort.”
“It’s forbidden to Ascend them—to save them.” Curiosity trickled through me. “Why?” Tension bracketed her mouth. “They would become what we call demis—a being with godlike power that was never meant to carry such a gift…and burden. They are something else.”
“What I want is your taste on my tongue again. What I want is to be so deep inside you that I forget my own fucking name.”
Folding like a lawn chair
“So, keep that in mind the next time you doubt the realness of my interest,” he warned. “Because I won’t have you up against a wall. I will have you on your back, under me, and neither of us will remember our fucking names.” He pressed a kiss to my pounding pulse. “Are we clear, liessa?”
no. Im asking for a demonstration so fast
He looked directly at the alcove.
Oopsie
You are standing in the Red Woods, where the blood of entombed gods soaks every root of every tree. These are blood trees.”
“Open your legs for me, liessa.”
Say less
“I think I will call you one of my own.” I really had to be asleep. “Why?” “Because you’ve given him peace.”
“You carry an ember of life.”
The fuck that mean
“My father was the true Primal of Life.” Ash’s cool fingers touched my cheek. “Until his brother stole it from him. His twin, Kolis.”
I beg your pardon?
“What Kolis did can’t be undone, but what my father did by placing what had to be his ember of life in you? Hidden away in a mortal bloodline this whole time? He made sure there was a chance for life.”
Shit
“All of what you’ve done from the day you were born until this very moment was to become my weakness?”
Dont be mad daddy
“We’re under siege.”
We dont have time for that right now
“If he did come for you, you would get what you so desperately seek for yourself.” Nyktos looked over his shoulder. “Your death.”
Ok so we ARE mad
Saion gave me a thumbs-up as we walked past him. “Thoughts and many prayers.”
LMAO
“If you don’t leave, I’m going to feed from you, and I’m going to fuck you while I do it,” he warned.
Golly, twist my arm. Im staying
The strip caught and jerked me back, my fingers snagging as he pulled the material tight around my throat.
Wait a damn minute
Nyktos drew in a deep, forced breath as the shadows scattered away from him, retreating to the walls and corners. “You killed him.” “Was I not supposed to?” Ector lowered his hand. “He tried to kill her, and for reasons, you are not too keen on that idea.”
Thats shady as fuck ector. Im onto you
“You smell of…” He inhaled deeply as my lip curled. “You smell of death.”
Not when you are just a vessel that would be empty if not for the ember of life you carry within you.”
Ouch...
“He called them his reborn. His Revenants.
Nyktos rose into the air, wings stretched wide, arms at his sides, hands open, and eather dancing across his palms. “On your knees,” he commanded. “Now.”
Oooohhhh dads real mad now
“You didn’t just bring her back. You…you Ascended her.”
she did WHAT
“Penellaphe?” Surprise filled Nyktos’ tone.
Shut up!!!
Because it couldn’t be Sir Holland.
SHUT UP!!!!
“He took that ember, along with what remained in him, and put it in the Mierel bloodline.”
“But I also saw her. I saw them. A Chosen and a descendant of the First.” The eather burned brightly in Penellaphe’s eyes as they met mine. “A Queen of Flesh and Fire. And him, a King risen from Blood and Ash, who ruled side by side with man. And they…they felt right. They felt like hope.”
cas and poppy!! :')
And so it will begin with the last Chosen blood spilled, the great conspirator birthed from the flesh and fire of the Primals will awaken as the Harbinger and the Bringer of Death and Destruction to the lands gifted by the gods. Beware, for the end will come from the west to destroy the east and lay waste to all which lies between.’”
Ah hell
“You are the heir to the lands and seas, skies and realms. A Queen instead of a King. You are the Primal of Life.”
Holy shit!
