NyraVale
π₯"Say my name and I'll kneel. Say his, and I'll kill." π₯
He wasn't supposed to wake up.
Until Eli Wynn, a 21-year-old college student with a goldfish memory, a sharp tongue, and survival instincts of a hamster, woke him up.
Eli should run.
But instead, he's too busy getting drunk on Lucien's presence, and saying things like:
"Are you going to kiss me, kill me, or start chanting in Latin? I'm weirdly okay with all three."
And Lucien is starting to feel when he's not supposed to, regret when he's not made to, care when he doesn't even know how to.
He's only ever known Rage and Satisfaction
Now he's feeling Desire, fear, regret, hope and above all, love.
Things that were never meant to exist inside a weapon.
But love doesn't save you.
Not when it's tangled in gods, blood, and a death sentence dressed like a Vogue model.
If you're not emotionally ruined by the end, we haven't done our job. π¦
This book is on a short hiatus for 3 weeks! It's NOT abandoned and definitely NOT over. Just slapping the "complete" label for safety so Wattpad doesn't yeet me into the void π