Twisted Fate

Twisted Fate

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"You used to look at me like I was a monster," he whispered. "Now look at you... waiting for the monster to make you cum." Liora was raised on blood and prophecy, the daughter of Tieran-the warlord destined to conquer the world and bring peace through fire. She believed in his vision. She believed in his strength. Until Caius. His name alone was a weapon, capable of scattering armies and silencing hope. They said his strength was inhuman, his thirst for blood unquenchable. Yet, even in the face of such terror, Liora clung to her belief in her father's invincibility. Until he uttered these words. "I'll give you my only daughter in exchange for peace." Liora was now nothing more than a pawn offered up to a monster.
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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