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Pine Jackson didn't know who or what she was. At the moment, she didn't care. All that mattered was Maeve. Unfortunately, Maeve wanted Pine to train some whiny bitchy princess. This'll go over well.
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Aelin slid her eyes to Pine, who smirked, bracing their sparring stick on the floor. "You can't be serious," she said. "What- you squashed him to death like a pressed grape?"

Pine choked. "No, I didn't squash him like a grape." They gave the queen a feral smile. "I ripped the leg off the table and impaled him with it."

"Clean through the chest and into the stone wall," Aedion said.

"Well," said Aelin, snorting, "I'll give you points for resourcefulness, at least."
~~~
Pine simply gave him a wicked smirk, glancing hungrily at his well built muscles, then shrugged nonchalantly, schooling their features into neutral, and said in a bored tone, "As much as I would love to have a spicy threesome with you Aedion, you seem a bit too dominant to bottom. However you do have a lovely body." Aedion just grinned and said with a wink, "Duly noted. Maybe one day you can be the first to tame the Wolf of the North." Aelin almost wanted to interrupt the two, their conversation deeply amusing but also nearing towards dirty.
~~~
M for lots of cussing, and maybe lemons if I'm feeling bold.
basically just if poseidon had a baby with a witch
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PiYB Rough Draft by LucyASterling

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A Storms Match | Luke Castellan by Forever2006K

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Love is Blind- Fenrys Moonbeam (TOG) by x_lyndon_x

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Kissed by Fire ~ Kissed by Steel (MAINSTORY 1) by ReginaRubie by Writers_of_AO3

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