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September 12 - September 14, 2024
Two were one, and one is yours. Do not let him fool you. His darkness is poison. Only the golden child can save you.
“You will address me as ‘Your Grace,’ or I will carve your tongue from that pretty mouth of yours.”
“Congratulations. You have been given the longest sentence of any mystic in the history of the realms.” “I suppose she thought five-hundred years with you was worse than hell,” Rory deadpanned.
“You couldn’t handle the way I fuck, Miss Raven.” Her chest was heaving when he stepped back and turned. “Seemed pretty basic to me,” she mumbled, rubbing her throat.
“Take a seat, Miss Raven,” he drawled as he licked his lips.
When he lost his wings, did he lose his mind?
“I would set this entire realm ablaze to keep you safe, and if you think I’m bluffing, you haven’t been paying attention.”
“It was inevitable. Your soul calls to mine and mine to yours. We couldn’t fight this if we tried.”