Fire Inside Me

Fire Inside Me

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Naposledy jsem se jí podíval do očí. Byly krásně tmavě zelené jako vždycky, jen z nich vyprchala obvyklá jiskra a nahradila ji bolest a strach. Seděl jsem ve sněhu potřísněném její krví a hladil ji po černých rozcuchaných vlasech. Nedokážu to. Věděl jsem že přijde konec. Že její srdce přestane být a její hlava mi spadne do klína. Slzy mi tekly po tvářích a následně jí spadaly do vlasů. Trochu se pohnula a podívala se mi do očí. "Nezapomeň" zašeptala z posledních sil a hlava jí klesla. Oči se dívaly do prázdna a já věděl že je po všem. "Ne prosím ne" šeptal jsem a přitom se pohupoval dopředu a dozadu. Začalo znovu sněžit a vločky zakrývaly její krvavou stopu. Něco se ve mně zlomilo. Cítil jsem teplo v hrudi, které mi proudilo do celého těla. Sníh kolem mě začal pomalu tát a vločky v mých bílých vlasech se měnili na vodu. Nevnímal jsem to. Jen jsem se dál pohupoval a šeptal mezi vzlyky. Dokud jsem nezačal hořet.
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Book 4 of The Awakening Series The Malicious Vampire King. My Paramour. Marcellus Throne, the now infamous Malicious Vampire King, has been promised to me since the day he took his first breath. Even before then, our fates were written in the marrow of creation. My first vision, the one that burned itself into my memory before I even understood what I was, was of him. It has always been him. His face. His power. His darkness. Until the night he slept with my sister. That single act shattered every prophecy, every divine whisper, every foolish belief I had in fate. The bond that was supposed to unite empires instead became a curse waiting to be cast. And now, centuries later, the bastard decides to host a mockery of love, a televised "quest for his beloved" as if our story were nothing but royal entertainment. So I came to his kingdom, ready to remind him that destiny is not a joke, and neither am I. Ready to curse him for every ounce of arrogance that dripped from his name. Only for him to turn around, before the entire world, and declare that I am his fated beloved and he's right! He's fatally fucked! Ha.

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