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September 12 - September 17, 2025
I’m a Fate, and you are nothing but a tool to me.”
“Hurt is what made me.”
“Stay away from her,” Evangeline warned. “That’s funny. I was about to tell you the same thing.”
Her lips still tingled from where he’d touched her, and if she licked them, she knew she’d taste his blood again. He’d marked her. Now he planned to use her.
She was doll-like again, lips forming a jolly smile that was completely at odds with her shaking limbs as she turned and led them toward the vaults.
“The arches were one of the most incredible things that the Valors created. They can serve as portals to faraway and unreachable places, and as doors they are impenetrable. Once locked, an arch can only be opened with the proper type of key. If a sealed arch is destroyed, there’s no finding what’s on the other side.”
You could have unlocked me as well.
“You will know her because she will be crowned in rose gold,” the woman chanted. “She will be both peasant and princess.”
Months ago, on a damp, blustery day, when rain clouds did battle with the sun and the clouds came out victorious, Evangeline Fox planned her wedding to Luc Navarro.
Heroes don’t get happy endings.”
“No, not unless you want her to die. She’ll need close physical contact for at least a full day for the cure to take.”
of course
Without the prophecy, Jacks would never have saved her, nor would he have put her in so many terrible positions.
LaLa was not a wilting maid pining away for lost love. She was the boldest girl at the party, the girl who was unafraid to dance by herself or let a pair of fugitives into her home when they knocked on her door in the dead of night.
The two of them would never be equal— he would always have more power than she did. But that didn’t mean she was powerless.
He’s the Lord of Spies and Assassins.” “He’s also a vampire,” LaLa supplied dryly.
“Unlike me,” said LaLa, “Jacks actually has hope of finding his true love someday. His story promises there’s one girl who’s immune to his kiss. So, I imagine the urges he experiences are even stronger than mine.”
“His curse is his kiss, and if there’s even a hint of attraction to someone, he’ll be drawn to that person in the hope that she’s the girl his kiss won’t kill. But he always kills them, Evangeline.”
He felt like a truth that she was afraid to touch.
Love felt like a distant luxury.
“Who said it was a love story?”
Evangeline wanted a real love powerful enough to break a spell, which was exactly what Jacks wanted, too.
