He's the 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 knight.
She's the 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥.
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BOOK 1 | CELESTIAL FLAMES SAGA
⚜️ PLOT ⚜️
Tormented by his curse, 𝐑𝐀𝐎𝐑, a Changeling raised among the Unseelie Fairies, hunts Demons. The world he lives in, Draiganteor, is populated by al...
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THE HUMANOID IS visibly in pain, he leans forward but it is impossible for him to get upright on his legs again. All right, I headbutt him - I wipe the blood that runs across the back of my nose - and I know I didn't go easy on him with the kick, but his reaction is exaggerated.
The plant of my boot presses his chest, and delighted at his suffering, I ask him, "Does your boo-boo hurt?"
"You bastard! Your mother was a great..." He groans at my second kick, a cry coming out at the top of his lungs. "My fucking back!"
"Your back?" I allow myself a reflective pause. "Yes, you fell on your back, well?"
"Damn you, you miserable human reject!"
I roll my eyes. "Yes, yes, take it easy. Don't waste your energy, I already have the curse. Tell me what's wrong with your back."
"Fuck you!"
My second encouragement almost totally persuades him to throw in the towel and give up. My methods are simple: he insults me and I punish him by crushing him under my boot. On the third attempt, I offer him a chance before moving on to very traumatic punishments. He raises the white flag of surrender and, at a loss, confesses, "My back is my weak spot!"
"You are giving me very interesting news."
"Y-you're not going to hurt me, though, are you?"
"I came all the way here specifically to hurt you," I reply in a cruel smile, and panic sets in.
