This is dedicated to everyone who dreamed of marrying a charming and powerful fae prince. While secretly hoping he’d rail you against a bathroom wall until you screamed his name. On repeat.
He’d gone from scary, sexy god, to scary, super fucking scary god. “Let’s get on with the memory retrieval,” he rumbled. I was nodding like a good girl, because damn, when he commanded, it would be done.
Carved from those very gods, he stood a foot or more taller than me, his broad shoulders encased in a long silvery coat that moved about his body despite the lack of breeze in here.
Mera relaxed, sinking into her chair and retrieving her cutlery that she’d all but thrown across the table. Fairly sure Reece was wiping mashed potato off his chest,
“What is this need that you have on Earth to do? Why did you create a society that never allows its people to just be. What is it you’re striving for?”
I cri!!!! For this is a revalation i had recently T^T
“Don’t make me punish you later,” he groaned when she burst into laughter once more. “Just the look on your face,” she choked out. “I’ve seen you tortured and happier than that.”
I see you are friends with some other godlike creatures. They’re what we would refer to as tier two gods, the level below the Origins.” Great, I was going to win Shadow’s annual dick-measuring contest. Perfect.
“Sam destroyed Fredrick without even touching him,” Len said, proudly. Mera clapped her hands excitedly, and it was clear that all of us needed a little therapy.
Not for those trying to destroy the worlds and my fucking family. One strike and you’re dead.” Shadow looked like he wanted to drag her out of the room again,
Shadow’s and Len’s smiles grew, as if they’d been given permission to go and be deadly fuckers without consequence. We all knew their mates were the only ones keeping them in check, a truth that was awesome and a little worrying.