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April 19 - April 24, 2025
half forgot about the book beneath my foot as his kisses travelled to my collar
STOP FUCKING AND READING THE FUCKING BOOK
“They’re hungry, lonely souls and they want to feast on the traitors living in their queens’ palace.” “Oh, and what queens would that be, eh?” he laughed, but there was a tremor in his voice that said he really was afraid of ghosts. “Me and my sister,” I said firmly. “This palace and its ghosts are loyal to us, and they don’t take kindly to snivelling little creeps serving false kings between its walls.
He moved closer, curling a lock of my shadow-stained hair around his finger, and I looked down, finding it deepest blue once more.
“There you are,” he said, shifting closer still. “The shadows try to hide you from me, but they forget that I’m a Vampire.” “And Vampires are the best at hide and seek,” I said through a smile. “So you were listening,” he said. “I’m a very attentive student.” I smirked and he smirked back.
My nipples were still hard and water droplets were running down my naked flesh, his eyes watching the movements of each one, his thirst for me clear.
GUYS STOP FUCKING AND WORK ON ESCAING WHAT ARE YOU DOING
I should have known then that there was no stopping this. We were two forces destined to unite, and nothing in this universe could have held us back from one another. “I wanted to do this so fucking bad, Blue.” His hand pushed between my legs, and he found me ready for him as his fingers slid into me. “You have no idea how many times I thought of having you like this.”
THATS GREAT BUT FOCUS ON AN ESCAPE PLAN
“Did you get off over me?”
“Constantly,”
remembered how forbidden this had been and drew him even closer, bathing in the knowledge that even if all else had fallen apart, we had ended up together when the world had told us we couldn’t.
“Good girl,” he said gruffly,
OMG OKAY
His Adam’s apple bobbed and he raised a hand, wrapping it around my throat and squeezing just tight enough to set my pulse pounding. “Say it,” he growled. I was so turned on that I was already nodding, giving in to him, and he released my throat to allow me the chance to speak. “Please.”
DAMN
the masculine sounds falling from his lips driving me wild.
Oh lance makes noiseeee
It squeaked furiously, biting down on my finger and I cursed. “It’s okay. I’m Darcy Vega. I’ll protect you.”
Awww
open and sprinting bare foot towards the cage. “Darcy,” Orion gasped, already on his feet and looking panicked. “You’re hurt.”
Wait wasnt she outside
“You’re muzzled like a dog and bleeding,” he snapped, anguish flaring in his eyes. “That’s not nothing, Blue!”
I was a man adrift, searching for something I couldn’t find in this colourless land of desolation. If only I could find it, I knew I would see the sun again, it would break through the impenetrable clouds above and I’d remember what I was seeking at last.
A hand was on my cheek and someone spoke a name, my name perhaps, though it didn’t seem to fit me. Orion was a hunter, but that couldn’t be me. I was a fallen creature, destroyed by the dark. Hunters didn’t die in the dark, they thrived in it. So, who were they talking to? She moved into view, a beautiful girl with shadow-filled hair that moved as if caught in a wind.
“Lance Orion,” the girl said in a tone full of fire. She was as warm as I’d hoped, her fingers brushing my temple next and sparking a small flame within the frozen wasteland of my chest. “Come back to me,” she commanded, her eyes full of tears she didn’t let fall, and I could have sworn silver glinted out at me from within two pools of green. “You’re stronger than the darkness she put in you. Come back and stay with me. This is where you’re meant to
My name had been the first to go, but there was something more important than my name holding a few pieces of me together. The girl. Yes, that was it. The girl was important. She was the centre of the universe, a goddess who ruled me, and I gladly submitted to that rule. She was fury and light and a taste so sweet I would never forget it. “Blue,” I whispered, or maybe I only said it in my mind. I remembered now. It was her I sought, always her. We had promised never to part, and I couldn’t break that promise. Even if I did turn to stone, I would find a way to walk, to follow her wherever she
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Oh my god
She curled against me, kissing me softly, her tears making my heart heavy. “Don’t cry,” I breathed, her pain the worst kind of curse to bear. “Don’t shed tears for a man made of stone.” “You’re not made of stone,” she said, kissing me again. “You have a beating heart, and it loves me, remember?” She lifted my palm, pressing it to my chest, and sure enough, I found a heart there, beating slow but hard. “Of course it loves you,” I said. “How could it not?”
I nodded, because there was no option but to fight. I would always do so for her.
A hand, warm and familiar, latched tightly around mine.
It took and took, all the shards of my shattered self somehow finding their way back together, and my first coherent thought was of her. The girl I was here for.
dead. It was an unbearable world in so many ways, but so long as she remained in it, it was where I would stay too.
Darcy clung to me like she was afraid I’d vanish again, and guilt split my heart open.
“Why?” I murmured, not understanding why she kept trying to offer me anything. Out of guilt perhaps. But not love. She wasn’t capable of an emotion that pure. “Because you are my son,” she said thickly, then she rose to her feet and walked away, leaving us here alone, tangled in each other’s arms. Darcy peeked up at me through reddened eyes and I kissed her forehead, my love for her blazing through me.
If the shadows consumed the parts of me that made me who I was, then I would never return to her in this life or the next. I’d have no soul that could pass beyond the Veil. I’d be nothing, no one. Lost.
slim, incredibly pale man sat before us with a shock of white hair spilling into his bright eyes, and I recognised him as one of Gabriel’s friends from Aurora Academy. The last time we’d seen him, he’d been working underground at the Library of the Lost. “Eugene,” Darcy gasped. “H-hi,” he stammered, pulling his knees to his chest in some attempt to cover his nudity. “Thank you for what you did.” He gazed at Darcy with a gleam in his eyes. “It’s nothing,” she said. “I’m just sorry I couldn’t help any of the others. Were they your friends?”
“We’ll find a way. And we’ll keep you hidden until then,” Darcy swore.
“Thank you,” Eugene squeaked. “And I hope you don’t mind, but I made a little nest out of your things.” He pointed to the book, the Guild Stone, and a few strips of an old ‘Long Live Lionel Acrux’ t-shirt I’d had half whipped off of me by Lavinia which must have ended up in there somehow. “I’ll keep your treasures nice and safe. You can count on me.”
Awww
“I fought off Lavinia’s summons,” she revealed, and my heart ticked faster. “You did?” I asked hopefully, taking her hand, and pulling her closer.
And there it was, her power deep and hidden away but still burning. My queen’s fight wasn’t over yet.
I’d lived that horror, had endured Lionel’s cruelty and depravity first hand for months. He’d stripped away the things that made me myself, coated me in an armour forged of lies, terror, and false devotion. I’d survived it. But barely.
I ran my hands over the sides of it, my lips lifting as I found several hidden pockets before realising the way that it had been cinched in at my waist left a perfect space for me to hang my sword scabbard without it bunching the material and ruining the look of the gown. This wasn’t just some fluff piece for public appearances; it was a dress made specifically for a warrior queen, and if I really was going to consider donning a crown at the end of all of this, then I was damn certain that was the only kind of queen I would consider becoming.
You already are a warrior queen tory
This meeting mattered, which meant my recent lack of personal care had to be shoved aside. I wasn’t dressing myself for vanity or any kind of self-healing – this was war. And it was time I stepped up and started playing my part in it. With my eyes lined in kohl and my lips deepest red, I almost looked like my old self again, just a girl in a pretty dress…with a sword and a scowl sharp enough to cut flesh and bone. “You lied to me,” I said to my own reflection, though the words were intended for him. “You promised you’d stay.”
was working to swallow me whole. I blinked at my reflection just to prove to myself that I was still alive, despite the unnatural stillness that had fallen over me. I was going to break soon. My walls were growing weaker and weaker, so tenuous that I knew I couldn’t maintain them much longer. But not today. Not now.
“You also swore you’d never see me as your queen,” I murmured to the man who wasn’t here. “So I’m willing to bet that this will make you all kinds of pissed.”
and my heart just as irrevocably fractured as it had been since I’d found his body on that hilltop.
His eyes widened a little as if he was just now seeing me for what I could be, and I raised my chin.
I wasn’t going to lead a genocide into the heart of a peaceful settlement. No part of me would ever be capable of that.
He chose his own path and pledged his loyalty to the Vegas because he could see that they would fight for a better world.” “Diego will be remembered when this war is over,” I promised him.
But I’m a Phoenix who can level a village with a blast of fire which burns hot enough to melt stone. My husband was a Dragon large enough to swallow men whole,
Was :((((
A lump caught in my throat as I looked between them and Miguel, understanding who they were, what they were to him. The life he'd had stolen from him. The sisters Diego had never even known he had.
His wife fell on him with sobs, kissing him between prayers to the shadows and swearing she had known he would one day return to them. A splash of warm water hit my cheek as I blinked, and I raised my fingers to it in surprise, a tear finding its way free of the hardened steel I had placed around my heart from witnessing his reunion with the deepest desire of his soul.
I couldn’t fall apart. Not here. Not in front of these people who needed to see nothing but an unbreakable monarch when they looked at me.
Uma snorted like she didn’t believe I would be able to force anything at all from these so-called oracles, but she was vastly underestimating the power of the promise that was cut into my flesh if she thought I would let them turn me away now.
“It was little in the grand scheme of what we gained. I am Vidi. It means ‘to see’.”
Like in daughter of no worlds
Hadn’t I sworn that I would do whatever it took to claim such power too? I wasn’t going to blink at the first sign of just how steep that cost might be.
“A burning flame in the dark. But she is one of twin flames; where is the other?”
“What does your heart bleed for, Princess of the Flames?” I raised my fist to throw the bones, my heart splintering at her words, the golden eyes of a dragon scorching through my soul as they tore my breath from my lungs, seeing me the way no one else had ever seen me, knowing my heart inside and out, owning me, claiming me, ruining me.
