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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❝ 𝙽𝚘, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎
𝙽𝚘, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 ❞
Wicked Games | Chris Isaak
THE SUN IS setting, and Raor and I have volunteered to look for edible food resources; ours are running out, and hunger could become a crucial problem during the journey. The others are tending to Moyna by the makeshift campfire we've lit, and her fever is subsiding.
"Here there are few trees, will it be okay to roam around these parts?" I ask Raor, who is walking briskly ahead of me.
"We are far from the hills. I'm sure there are no Dragon nests in the area, and in the worst-case scenario, Syl will alert us."
"Oh, she allowed you to call her by the diminutive?"
"She likes me."
My smile stretches broadly because we are walking alone - apart from Syl, who is flying in the sky. Since the fabric of the black one-shoulder shirt clings to his torso, I can admire his masculinefeatures. I try not to pay too much attention to it and not to fall into the usual mistake of hitting on him heavily or mentally emigrating into my fantasies. This intimacy gives me the time to think about how I react to him: I had deluded myself into thinking I was immune to his behavior, to the sound of his voice, to the person he is showing me he is. He is a man with incredible inner beauty, as if his soul were a statue properly polished, and I remained hypnotized by the gleams it gives off.
