LOGINHearing them all planning my life out for me in the way I had once imagined, minus Atlas, of course, causes tears of joy to fall down my face. I’d waited for so long for a moment like this. To be free that is. I mean… going to school in Asgard isn’t exactly what I had on my list of things to do but
“I don’t know when she will wake up… but it will happen when she’s ready.”That voice. It isn’t one that I recognize, but as I slowly open my eyes, I find that the sights I last remember aren’t the same ones I’m faced with now. The white walls around me cause me to blink back the light invading the
Rushing to his side, he grimaces before pulling the weapon from his side. “What are you doing? We have to get you help… we have to move,” I cry out trying to get him to sit up.“No,” he murmurs, shaking his head. “You need to finish this, Dora. You have to end Elenon so that all of this is over.”“W
The world feels heavy as I step outside ten minutes later, the air thick with tension and the distant sounds of battle reaching my ears. The stone walls of the prison I was locked in fade behind me, replaced by the overwhelming pull of the chaos ahead. The gusts of wind pull at my hair, urging me fo
I stalk the passageways like a caged beast, urgency driving my every movement. She couldn’t have gone far—not yet—and that desperate hope propels me forward as I navigate the labyrinthine path toward the castle's lower levels. The stone walls seem to press in on me, heavy and suffocating, while the
My solemn admission seems to dissolve the defensive wall as Tatum lowers his guard, his eyes studying me as if piecing together a hidden truth. “I saw it from the start, Atlas. I knew you loved her from the moment I caught you lingering outside my house on the day she first arrived.”“That’s not pos
Big dick Fae’s in flip flops and skirts?When Brina told me to bring Faeryn over today, I hadn’t anticipated our conversations going the way they were. But when I got to Brina’s place, Faeryn and her began conversing over Earth as if they were childhood friends with nothing better to do with their t
A small smirk falls across her lips as she tilts her head to the side and shrugs her shoulders. She knows I’m right, but per usual, she’s being modest. The more time I’ve spent with her, the more time I’ve realized that she isn’t as bad as I thought she was going to be. She’s actually nice. In a wei
The last thing I expected coming to this place was to essentially be put on trial for what I could and couldn’t do. I’d never asked for any of it, and yet I was placed before Finn and Cassie and looked down upon as if I was an abomination. As if I couldn’t fulfill what it is that they needed me to d
As if I’m not clearly sitting here. Her memories of her mother, of me. “I never thought I would end up seeing you again,” she says softly, staring at me with a look of awe in her gaze. As if she’d dreamed of this moment for so long. “When I heard you were here, I wanted to come. I wanted to see you







