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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GAZ DARTS BEHIND Sibilla and uses a firm grip on her mouth. The claws of her other hand point at her temples, and the panicked Fairy mumbles. She vents her frustration through the rapid movement of her translucent wings, which catch the reflections of the rainbow.
"Stop, or I'll melt your brain." Gaz's tone is venomous, and I wouldn't want to be in Sibilla's place.
It's strange to see her hateful pink hair again, cascading in waves over her nightgown, from which her pointed breasts protrude. It's quite daring for royal pajamas; the white fabric clings to her fair, freckled skin, creating a transparent effect over her feminine forms.
"So, Raor. My sixth sense tells me you and she know each other."
Sibilla shakes her head. When the claws brush her temple, the Fairy forces herself not to move.
"Gaz, are you serious?"
"Fellow assassin, hold her still." Daven searches for something specific in his coat and seems unable to find it.
The beautiful ʹamazonʹ tilts her head. "Explain. When did you meet? And don't look at her skimpy clothes! The only female you can see naked is me, clear?"
Manipulator, liar, deceiver, and let's add jealous. She thinks I slept with Sibilla... Blessed Wyverns.
My tired mind works slowly. "You always have your usual lousy timing to talk about things that can be postponed."
