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October 27 - November 29, 2024
Seraphena doesn’t belong to him now.” Seraphena. I could count on one hand how many people called me by my full name, and none of them spoke it like he did. As if it were a prayer and a reckoning.
“What he means to say is that such a thing, a Primal of both Life and Death, is not meant to exist,” Nyktos said. “It would be unthinkable for the embers of both to thrive in one being. But if they could?” He gave a short laugh with a raise of his dark brows. “The kind of power they’d wield? It would be truly absolute. They could unravel realms in the same breath they created new ones.”
My bbg POPPY DA'NEER
“Maia,” he said, speaking of the Primal of Love, Beauty, and Fertility. “I had her remove my kardia.” Penellaphe gasped, her eyes widening with shock. “Good Fates,” she whispered. “I have known none who’ve done that.” I was obviously missing something and also getting tired of asking questions. “What is a kardia?” “It’s the piece of the soul—the spark—that all living creatures are born and die with. It allows them to love another not of their blood irrevocably, selflessly.” Penellaphe swallowed. “It must have been terribly painful to have that torn from you. To truly be unable to love.”
“Ward is actually my surname,” he responded. “Vikter is my name.”
“Because you just tore apart a god with your hands, and I found that…kind of hot.”
“It’s really…not that bad,”
It just needs a little..... Shaping
“I can sense your need. Feel it. Taste it. You’re drowning in it.” His eyes slammed shut. “I’m fucking drowning in it.” A sharp dart of desire sliced through me. “Then drown with me.”
“Heartmates usually only occur between two people whose unions are linked to some great purpose.”
We all need someone to watch over us.” Heat crawled up my throat. “Do you?” “Desperately,” he whispered.
Aweee bby nyktos :(((
I decided at that very moment, when he said my name like that, that I wanted to punch him. In the throat. Hard.
Violent little thing. I like you
“I’m going to go push.”
“Like not having Nektas take you with him when he left.”
Okay that was just foul. FLAG ON THE PLAY INTERFERENCE WITH FOREPLAY
“Sera.” I thought I heard Nyktos whisper my name as I began to doze off. “You were never a ghost to me.”
“Why did you visit my lake if you had this?” Nyktos was quiet for so long that I looked at him. He was still staring at the pool. “Because it was your lake.”
Nyktos chuckled. “If you behave, maybe I’ll fuck you instead.”
I am flabbergasted
Kayleigh Balfour. The Princess of Irelone. Delfai is in Irelone—at Cauldra Manor.”
As in my queen POPPY BALFOUR
Nyktos was silent and then tipped his head back to look at me. Eather pulsed intensely behind his pupils. “I feel too many things. Curiosity and excitement that remind me of what I think yearning must feel like. Need. Want,” he said roughly, his voice low. “Amusement at times. Sometimes, even anger. But always awe. I am always in awe of you. I could keep going, but most of all, what I feel is the closest thing to peace I’ve ever experienced.”
Maybe only indigestion.
This is whst ill be concluding all feelings to
“Now that’s a man who knows his place.”
“Rise,” Ash’s voice was deeper, louder. A powerful thunder. “Rise for the One who is born of Blood and Ash, the Light and the Fire, and the Brightest Moon,”
Like something…too thick to swallow. Suffocating.” Uncomfortable, I looked down at our entwined fingers. The golden imprint along the top of his hand shimmered in the soft, dappled sunlight. I shook my head as we stood in silence. “It’s this…constant feeling that something bad is about to go down, even when nothing is happening. And when there’s a chance that things can go bad? It becomes the only thing that can happen.” My throat thickened. “I know that probably makes no sense, but it’s like a crushing weight on your chest, and it’s always there, even when you get used to it and don’t really
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“Can you make me a promise?” He lifted his head, and eyes full of silver moonlight met mine. “Anything, liessa.” “When it comes time,” I whispered, “can you take me to my lake? I want it to be done there.” Ash’s chest stilled against mine. His eyes slammed shut as the tendons of his throat stood out, and his features sharpened and thinned. “I promise.”
I alr know shes not gonna die... But my heart hurts. I want to cryyyyyy
Callum.
That golden cunt
“You were covered in filth and stank of the Shadowlands and the Primal there,” Callum
Rude
And the great powers will stumble and fall, some all at once, and they will fall through the fires into a void of nothing. Those left standing will tremble as they kneel, will weaken as they become small, as they become forgotten. For finally, the Primal rises, the giver of blood and the bringer of bone, the Primal of Blood and Ash.’”
A wolf crouched at the trunks of the trees. A wolf more silver than white. A silver beast. Bathed in the brightest moonlight. Ash.
