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August 1 - August 9, 2023
“Get back,” Raihn commanded in a low growl.
“Do you wish to unseat me? Try.
Whys he kindaaa
horrors that will not spare you.” A sneer curled the corner of his lip, revealing the lethal point of his teeth. “Not even when you beg for death.”
“Could you—”
I LOVE THIS TROPE
He looked like a painting. Beautiful, but also interesting, every expanse of skin whispering of another story, another past.
He obeyed,
Hot
“You want a warning?” I asked. “Probably not—FUCK.”
PLSS
He thought better of me than I thought, for him to come to that conclusion so quickly. It was… touching.
He let out a low breath that made all sorts of wordless promises.
“Nothing. A little cut.” “What happened, Oraya?”
SCREAMING
ORAYA. CALM THE FUCK DOWN.
Hes so sweet
For a moment I questioned my sanity.
I do that all the time girl dw
Don’t do that. What? Laugh? It feels strange.
Fuck, Oraya, do you feel this tense all the time?
Fuck, he murmured. Fuck was right.
You ready? I asked him. He was already lifting his sword. Always.
I ignored him.
#girlboss
I’m coming for you, Oraya.
We’ll go together. Alright? I’m with you.
And then I realized. I realized that fear, when embraced, hardens and sharpens. That it becomes rage. That it becomes power.
I let my fury explode. I let it spill out through my mouth and my eyes and my fingers and the tips of my hair. I let it erupt all the way to the sky—past the stars, the moon, reaching for Nyaxia herself.
I love unhinged women
He was on his knees, staring up at me. And that—the way he looked at me—was the first thing that felt real.
Because he looked at me in sheer awe—like I was the most incredible thing he had ever seen. Like I was a fucking goddess.
How many people did I kill today? I wondered, numbly.
When had I stopped thinking about the size discrepancy between us? When had it stopped being a threat and started being… oddly comforting?
“You look nice,” he said, in a tone of voice that made nice sound like a million other promises, each of which shivered over my flesh.
Because I realized that I couldn’t say anything about Raihn’s face. I had memorized every single line, every twitch of expression.
“Dangerous,” he said. Yes, I agreed, silently.
“I’ve lived through some injustices in the last couple of centuries. Seen some fucking travesties. But one of the biggest, Oraya, is that anyone taught you that you should become anything other than exactly what you are.”
One thought: This is it.
Because suddenly, I understood what it was like to be hungry. It was fucking excruciating.
“Your heart is beating fast,” he murmured. “You must be very concerned for my well-being.”
“Or are you afraid?”
And the answer petrified me, because I was not afraid, and that was the most terrifying thing of all.
The two of us could burn each other up.
“You might destroy me anyway.” I saw it here, in this moment. Want. Desire.
All bullshit, of course. At least I was self-aware.
It was worth something to know you weren’t alone.
The thought of Raihn, hulking and battle-scarred, leaning over a stove seemed ridiculous.
But hot
“That wasn’t how I’d imagined making you come for the first time,” he remarked.
HELLO
He grinned and leaned close as he said into my ear, “Pure fucking steel. Obviously.” Obviously.
“Stop it with that face, princess.” “I’m not making a face.”
He sounded like a gossiping housewife.
sassy man epidemic
“Do not,” Raihn said sharply, “speak about her that way.” Immediate silence.
GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET
I now knew what Raihn looked like when interacting with people he considered friends. Mische. Even… even, maybe, me.
“You want me to thank you for not calling me a whore?” I said flatly. He scoffed and shook his head. “Fuck you, too, Oraya. Ix’s tits. I try to say a nice thing.” “So charming.” “I won’t do it again, I promise.”
“Careful, princess,” he said at last, his voice rough. “Someone might think you’re actually nice.”
It wasn’t that I was afraid of him. It was that I wasn’t, and I should be. I should be.
You think I don’t see right fucking through you?”
I already wanted to take it back. The familiar grip of fear had begun to tighten around my heart. Not fear of Raihn, but fear of being without him, and the things I might feel once he was gone.
