Throne of the Fallen (Prince of Sin, #1)
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Read between August 8 - August 11, 2025
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Though portrait was a stretch. It was a nude man who looked startlingly like Vex the Hex, sprawled across a cloud. His hand was wrapped around his engorged member, paused midstroke, his gaze fixed presumably on whoever had caught his fancy.
Dylan
This is killing me
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“He hurt you?”
Dylan
HEHE
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“If he dies, so does my father.”
Dylan
I THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD ALREADY
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“You’ll be shouting my name, Camilla. I will be your God, your Creator, your Destroyer, and every depraved dark thing in between. And I promise you’ll find religion on my cock. You’ll get on your knees for it, pray for it, worship it with every fiber of your being.”
Dylan
Holy mother of pearl
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HADN’xT
Dylan
weirdest spelling error
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“You’re magnificent.” Huge. Was what she didn’t say,
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She nodded. “All right. Tell me.” “Leviaethan.” It was beautiful; the way he’d whispered it rolled off the tongue. Levi-aethan. He’d spoken like it was two words, two names. She imagined them as the wolves of his House symbol: Levi and Aethan.
Dylan
This is so dumb I will not be pronouncing it this way in my head dumb as fuck
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The territorial, beautiful beast. “No one will.” He pulled out, leaving only the tip inside before slamming back home, earning a moan from her. “What?” She was nearly incoherent from pleasure, waves of it crashing through her with each expert roll of his hips. But he needed to say it, confirm her thoughts. “Touch you again,” he said. “I’d kill them.”
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“Don’t be an ass to your lady. Or there will be no more cannoli in your future.”
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For a few brief moments, there was no game. No court in trouble. No rules to break. There were only Envy and Camilla, pretending this was what life would always be. Dancing in magical lagoons, naked, and wild and free.
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He jabbed a finger into Wrath’s chest. “You need to lay down a law or something.” Wrath’s gold eyes glittered. “First rule? Don’t touch me again.”
Dylan
Kinda funny
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He admired her as she rolled her hips, taking him slow and deep as she set the pace. Then he flipped her over, shot them out through the window, then flew up until they were soaring and made love to her among the stars.
Dylan
Okay........