The Magic of Revenge (Emerald Lakes, #3)
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‘The chosen one has found her mates, in a web woven by the fates. One was lost to be replaced by two, now a sixth is bound to you. What once was five will need one more to guide you through your destined door. Each will rise to find new power, as darkness looms and goodness cowers. Hold fast to earth which brings new life, awaken the Dragon chained by strife. Nature's fury will rain down aide, one who is many will release his rage. Two sides of one coin you'll be entwined, one in blood, one in mind. In royal red your strength renewed, hurry witch or all are doomed.’
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“Princess, you scared the fuck out of me. My asshole has been quivering for days—in fear. Not arousal. Fuck. I’d almost forgotten what it felt like not having my man-gina clenched up tighter than a bull’s asshole in the height of fly season.”
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I watched his muscles ripple underneath the thin material of his t-shirt as he tested the temperature and adjusted the dial. How did I get so lucky? This man completely fucking adores me. Every single thing he’s done since we met has been in my best interest.
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"Oh, heavens. Pardon me, I didn't mean to give you a sneak peek at my goodies. Must be your lucky day."
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Her voice cracked and I moved before I could talk myself out of it. My hand found the back of her neck and I pressed her cheek against my chest, holding her tight as her tears dampened my bare skin. "We'll burn together then, Red. I'm not running anywhere. Not anymore.
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"Sorry, he was pissed about Bram calling his tail skinny. He said he's gonna give you a wet willy with it when you're sleeping for your insolence,"
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"Fucking choke on it, you sick fuck," Sloane growled, easily squeezing Bryce's mouth open. I watched in horror as Sloane shoved Bryce's bloody cock down his throat. He'd ripped his dick off. Ripped. His. Dick. Off.
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"It's not that. I'm just not used to..." He paused, taking a deep breath. "Not used to feeling loved."
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"Let me love you, Sloane."
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"Dead. Bryce is dead. Sloane ripped his cock off, shoved it down his throat, threw him off a cliff, and then lit his body on fire as he fell to the earth."