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“He just ripped me heart out like he was picking a fucking apple. Nothing heroic about that,” Everett mutters, slumping back to the bloodied ground in sheer exhaustion. “At least it distracted that wanker so he didn’t come after our girl again,” Crypt says, patting Everett’s head in a way that makes the elemental glower…

We all launch forward, trying to stop him from pulling his new weakness back out. As if in slow motion, I see the moment Amadeus’s attention snaps to Everett, instead. His skeletal, powerful hand plunges forward, and?— He rips Everett’s heart out. The elemental collapses immediately, twitching. “No!” I scream, both aloud and through the…

That combined with his slow movements and bizarre calm makes me swear. Those are all signs of being hypnotized by a vampire. Bertram, I warn the others telepathically, wincing when my side that got nicked stings, warmth spreading under my black combat attire. Godsdamn it, Crypt seethes, his remaining markings glowing. Frost ? — “I’ll…

Fake Daddy’s here and he’s horrifying. That has each and every member of my quintet snapping to attention as they get their first glimpse of the being who has ruled and corrupted the Nether for thousands of years. Silas scowls from his spot near my left as he wipes enemy blood off his face. You’ll…

I never lost. When I was young, I never let anyone see me cry about what they were turning me into—not even Lillian. Over the course of months and years, I grew to love the combat and crave the adrenaline of a good fight. The buzz of death became a siren call. The blood and…

Aww. You almost never call me that. That’s so fucking cute. I can’t wait to hear you moan it next. Never mind. If he can flirt, he’s fine. Your multifaceted plans to throw off the Entity’s future sight appear to be working, sangfluir, Silas says next. His forces are scrambling. We have the edge right…

“This leads down and connects with the citadel’s catacombs,” Maven mutters. “Anytime they find a human who has manifested magic, or any other abnormality among the living that Amadeus wants to study or let his necromancers toy with, they’re chained down here until they’re either turned into a lich or tossed into the arena.” “Delightful….

Maven pulls away to look at him, and it’s obvious they’re having a telepathic exchange without the rest of us. I always dislike being on the outside of a conversation my muse is involved in, but finally, Frost takes a deep, grounding breath and releases her. “Finally,” Decimus mutters, sweeping her into a tight hug…

It was drawn to me even in Paradise, with no way to reach me. A tall shadow appears next to me in this memory, and I glance up to see Syntyche hold out a scythe—Cuttrina. “The memory-yielding scythe you requested. Consider this a reward for being far less annoying than most offspring I have witnessed,”…

“Gross. Get a fucking room.” “I bought out the assets of the Legacy Council after they fled, so I own every room in this castle,” Everett reminds him, making a mark on the map. Douglas grunts unhappily before glancing at me again, his green eyes lighting up briefly as his unique ability must pick up…