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October 24 - November 10, 2023
“No one is allowed to speak to you that way.” His gaze cuts to me quickly before returning to the road. The leather steering wheel groans beneath his grip. “If someone does, you’re to tell me.”
You'll pay for this one, little mouse.
I'm over here playing checkers and he's launching a fucking rocket ship.
The Infamous Bran Duval, a several-hundred-year-old vampire, likes me.
“If you hurt her,” Bran says, his voice low and even, “I will destroy everything you’ve ever touched.”
“That the thought of him taking you away from me makes me want to murder things.”
“Grilled cheeses are the best. When the cheese gets all gooey and the bread crusty and—” Something occurs to me. “Hold on. Is that why you call me mouse?” He glances at me over his shoulder. “I’m shocked it took you so long.” “Honestly, I am too.”
“I want to stay,” I admit. “With you. I want to stay with you.”
“I would murder anyone who touched you.” I think he might actually mean it this time. “Do you know how many men I’ve murdered over a girl?” “No.” “None.” He brings his hand to my jaw, rubbing his thumb over my bottom lip. “If that’s not loyalty, mouse, I don’t know what is.”
He is flesh and blood and walking fucking carnage. And he’s mine.
I want to be wicked and vile with Bran.
“I will always be a little sadistic and you will always be breakable and so devastatingly beautiful it makes me ache.”
“I was turned too young to know what it means to love with a mortal heart, but if I had to guess, this must be pretty fucking close.”
"I love you, Jessie."
"I am your knight," he goes on. "Your protector. I'll even be your vampire boyfriend if it pleases you. And while I don't think you fully understand what you've gotten yourself into, I am yours, in all of my bloody glory."
