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April 19 - April 24, 2025
She was red in the face when she was finished, and I arched a brow at her. “Are you done?” “You know what, Lance?” “What, beautiful?” I asked. “Sometimes you’re an asshole.” “Don’t sell me short, I’m an asshole all the time.”
Oh i love him
I jumped up, catching hold of the bars and starting to do pull ups. There was little else to do in here but workout sometimes, and trying to beat my personal best of five hundred gave me something to focus on. When I hit a hundred, Darcy’s gaze flicked my way, then she cursed and looked elsewhere, continuing her pacing. Her eyes slipped my way a few more times, and alright, maybe I was trying to get her attention now as I reached three hundred, sweat slicking my skin and my muscles tight.
DamN
When I pulled it away, I found Blue standing still, her eyes flicking up from my abs. “Can I help you, beautiful?” I asked through a smirk, and she rolled her eyes at me, turning away.
OH IM FOKDING LIKE A CHAIR
“How about you lie down and spread those pretty thighs for me like a good girl and I’ll use my tongue to make you like me again,” I offered. “How about get fucked,” she said airily, and I growled, my hold on her tightening. “How about you watch your mouth, or I’ll stop playing nice.” “Maybe I don’t want you to play nice,” she said, eyes sparkling furiously. “Maybe I’m sick of you being nice with your overprotective bullshit.”
Theyre so hot
“Maybe I will,” she said, looking for that reaction in me and she was getting it now, though she was also getting me hot as hell. “You’re being a brat,” I warned. “So, what are you gonna do about it?” she demanded,
I pressed up against her ass, letting her feel the full swell of my cock and riding my hand along the length of her spine. “Look what you do to me. You drive me crazy.”
“Asshole.” She twisted sharply, trying to get free but I yanked on her hair and held her down, laughing cruelly. “What did I say about watching that filthy mouth of yours?” I spanked the side of her ass cheek hard enough to make her spine arch and a string of curses fall from her lips, only causing me to spank her again. “Manners, Blue.” “I hate you,” she hissed, that fire in her only burning hotter. She was a wild thing today. “Are you sure?” I asked, slowly sliding my fingers between her legs. “Because I’d bet you fifty auras you’re soaked for me, beautiful.” “I’m dryer than your humour,”
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DAMN
I threaded her legs through the cage, bending them over the horizontal bar near the top of the cage so she hung from it before me, her mouth lined up perfectly with my cock. I pushed my pants down, freeing my throbbing length and pushing it between her lips. She didn’t resist me, holding onto me for support and sucking the length of me, making me growl in pleasure. I forced her knees wider, gripping her ass in both hands and dropping my mouth against her pussy, lapping at her clit and making her moan around my cock. I thrust between her lips, playing her at her own game and letting her find
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JESUS CHRIST
She nuzzled against me like a cat, and I grinned stupidly at her, nuzzling her back as if I was one of the cuddlier Orders. Only ever for her. And alright, maybe Darius in the past.
her silver rings shining bright around them, a mark of her bond to me. “Darcy,” I gasped, but then they became dark again and she frowned as my face fell. “What is it?” “Your eyes.” I brushed my thumb over her jaw, kissing her softly. “They were yours again. Just for a second, but your rings were there.”
Wait is tthe brokeb promuse love?
“I’m sorry, Lance,” Stella croaked, looking defeated as she stood there before us in a jet-black robe that hung down to her bare feet. She angled her raised hand towards Darcy, and a powerful wave of slumber crashed into her before I could do anything to stop
FOR FCKS SAKE
“I never wanted it to come to this.”
OH NO PLEASE TLK METHIS IS A MISUBDERSTANDI
Darius had fallen for everything about me that wasn’t royal long before he’d come to accept my bloodline anyway. For him, I was Roxy. The girl who fought back, the one who brought him to his knees and had forced him to challenge the stars themselves once before already. We’d won that time. So I liked our odds now too.
settle in my gut as I caught my breath. “Here’s to us, husband,” I toasted him, clinking the bottle against the coffin beside me, feeling nothing in reply to my sentiment before taking another swig, then pouring a healthy measure into the chalice.
Water was the obvious choice. But tequila had always been my comfort spirit.
carving the name of my deepest desire into my flesh. I sucked in a sharp breath as the dagger slit through my skin, the pain sharpening my thoughts as the tequila tried to offer me a way out with a little dizziness. It hurt like a bitch, but I told myself it could have been worse as I continued to carve his name into my skin. He could have had a longer name, like Bartholomew or Constantine.
“Lucky for you, you were a Darius,” I gritted out between my teeth as I finished carving the bloody S into my arm and damn near dropped the knife as my muscles trembled with weakness. My pulse echoed in my ears, a slow blink curtaining my vision as the poison got to work on me, and I cursed as I fought to keep my focus on what I had to do. Follow the ache of my heart before it gave out on life itself. Simple enough.
The ruby pendant I wore heated against my skin, the warmth of it burning through me as that sense of him appeared at last, a brush of lips against mine, a silent plea for me to hurry.
left arm hanging limp at my side, the letters of Darius’s name bleeding onto the dirt beside me. He was laughing. That asshole was watching me from somewhere and laughing his damn ass off as I came far too close to faceplanting my own vomit.
night. There was a label on that vial. A deal on it which I knew I could easily come to regret one day, but one which I’d agreed to by accepting the gift anyway. One dose of Basilisk anti-venom in exchange for the true queens turning a blind eye in Alestria from time to time once we win this war xoxo
Yeah, if I made it out of this war alive and somehow ended up with my ass planted on a throne, then there was going to be all kinds of shit taking place in our kingdom courtesy of the Oscura Clan which I would be obligated to ignore.
consume me. The soul bound to it screamed as it was suddenly yanked through that door, and I caught a glimpse of golden eyes peering at me from the darkness within the rift there before it snapped shut in my face and I was hurled away, returned to the agony of my body and flung onto my back.
“I’ll do anything, Stella – anything you want! Just let her go, don’t hurt her. Please don’t hurt her.”
Oh lance
“Death will release you,” my mother whispered, eyes on me, full of love and I bellowed in anguish. My Elysian Mate bond was far stronger than any coven.
I fucking hate her
“Matrem consanguinitate religatam et ultra. Filii mei vinculis mortis suscipio,”
“I am his blood, his kin, his coven!” She tipped her head back, the words pouring from her into the air and tainting the chamber with an almighty power. “Eius vinculum meum est!”
PLEAE TELKING ME SHES FRREING THEM
Stella caught herself with air magic before she could hit the floor, rising above me as her entire body began to glow with the crimson light of the Death bond. But it was no longer tied to me, that almighty, wicked power impossibly absent from my body. And somehow, in my bones, I knew that Stella had taken it from me and bound it to herself instead, but I couldn’t fathom why she’d do such a thing.
Oh thank god
She lifted a hand, tears running down her cheeks and carving lines through the blood staining her face. She flicked her fingers and brought the fang-like dagger flying towards her across the room, catching it in her grip. “Why?” I gasped as she angled it towards her own heart. “Because I am your mother. And I love you more than life itself,” she exhaled then drove the dagger into her chest,
She saved them
My mother’s sacrifice had freed me. “I’m sorry,” Darcy said. “I had to. She said the Death bond had to be heightened for the spell to work, on the verges of killing you. She said Lavinia wouldn’t feel it when it broke because of the potion she made you drink. She promised she’d save you, and that it was best you truly feared you were going to lose me. I just had to take the chance because as much as I hate her, I’ve seen her love for you over these past weeks, Lance, and I trusted the depths of it in the end. She said we’ll have a chance to run tonight because Lionel is at the Court of Solaria
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OH THANK GOD
found her silver rings glinting at me from green, green eyes.
Oh my god
“Darcy,” I gasped, looking down at her body, no sign of the shadows clinging to her at all. She was naked, drenched in blood, but wholly Fae.
“Closer,” the mist seemed to whisper. “Help her.”
Dont trust it
“Because I wasn’t enough. I couldn’t give them enough, couldn’t keep them safe. They all left me because I’m toxic, poison, the last choice.” I swallowed the lump which
Oh this is her ddeepest fears omg
How many times had I felt that way when I was a child? When no one ever wanted to keep us? When I knew that I was the reason Darcy had never been wanted either? “You have no one at all?” I murmured, reaching for her arm, the touch of her frost-cold skin making a chill run into me too. “I had a sister,” she breathed. “But in the end, she didn’t pick me either. Because she knows, she sees it.”
“How empty I am inside. How worthless.” The girl lifted her head, and I stifled a scream as I lurched away from her, finding myself staring into my own face minus around ten years.
Oh the trial i gonba be ht facibg herself
“And it wasn’t you, was it?”
Oh tory
“And what’s that?” I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek as her words cut me open, cut me where the scars which marked her own skin lay and worked their way beneath my bones. “A burden. Unwanted. Selfish. Alone.”
Oh this is awful
A soul connected to mine through love and death and grief and hope. My other half. My reason for fighting as hard as I did. “It’s you and me, Tor. No matter what, wherever we are.” The oath she’d made to me when I truly had been the age the thing wearing my face was pretending to be. The promise that she didn’t want anyone or anything else more than she needed me. Soul-deep, unbreakable, the foundations of us both. And I wasn’t going to let this creature of lies twist my own insecurities into my downfall.
They were nothing, insubstantial, the petulant insecurities of a child, but they weren’t even close to the truth of the woman I’d become.
Sobbing
“My love for her is selfish,” I snarled in agreement. “And I’m no hero. Perhaps if I was, I would sacrifice myself here and now, lay down my life in the hopes that it might buy her the freedom you claim it would. That it might leave her free to rule without me, to love without me, to just fucking be without me. But my death would be the destruction of the beauty in her soul. My end would be the ruin of all the light in her world. So no, I won’t sacrifice myself so that the world can have more of her. I’d rather sacrifice the world itself, just so that I can be there to make sure I see her when
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And all I could think of was Tory and how I’d never get to say goodbye. How I desperately missed the fire in her eyes and the way every atom that made her was an answering call to the atoms that made me. We weren’t meant to be torn apart; it was unnatural. And I was so fucking terrified that I couldn’t claw my way out of this darkness and find my way back to her, letting her down and leaving her here on this forsaken earth alone. We weren’t made to exist apart, we couldn’t, and it was my duty to return to her as well as my most desperate, heartfelt desire.
The howling noise grew to a crescendo and I could have sworn my soul was being severed clean from my body as a violent sucking feeling dragged at my chest. The shadows sped from me in a tornado of black, and where it landed the Shadow Beast began to form.
SHES BEINGREASEDD
“Her blood was my blood,” he said in explanation. “She paid the price of your curse in her death. You’re free.”
Oh ny god
“I don’t need magic, I have fury and my mother’s sword.”
“Do you believe in me, Lance Orion?” I asked and his throat rose and fell. “My belief in you is without bounds,” he said heavily. “But-” “Then why would you steal away my chance to fight the creature who has tormented me, stolen my will and forced you to bleed and bleed for my curse?” I hissed. “Would you truly deny me this kill?” He opened and closed his mouth, fear and love chasing each other in his eyes, but then he relented, bowing his head to me. “Of course not, my Queen.” He stepped back and I nodded to him, encouraging him to dispel his air shield.
may have been a shell of a Fae, and this might well have been the last fight I ever fought in this world of twisted fates, heartless stars and extraordinary magic, but I’d fight it well.
I would damn well live up to the reputation of the Vega name today, and prove why I was a queen of fire and ruler of death. The shadows had haunted me too long, kept me subdued when I should have been rising like the Phoenix I was. I may have been deep in the ashes now with no magic or Order to claim, but the embers were catching in my soul, and it didn’t matter if I was practically mortal, because I was still a Vega Queen, and I wasn’t even close to finished yet.
Yes my girl
But we never would have fit in that place, even if I’d worked harder to play nice, had smiled more or tried to make friends with people who didn’t understand me. Because our home was here, in Solaria. And that was where I’d found my place at last, with Darcy right there beside me.
I could have sworn I heard his voice hissing, “Run.”
No, sorrow and despair weren’t the path I’d been born to tread. But vengeance? Wrath? Anger? Violence? I could marry myself to those emotions just fine.
