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The Masquerade Ball
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Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon Threat
(Cameron’s POV) Christ, my head’s a bloody mess. I can’t believe I shagged Evelyn while picturing Charlotte beneath me. What the fuck was that? Was I that pent up, that desperate for her? The guilt's killing me, but underneath it all I still feel the raw burn of lust for Charlotte. Her scent’s lodged at the back of my throat, and clawing at it. I stand there with my fingers clenched round a can of juice, as I stare blankly at the vending machine. My mind’s a whirlpool of thoughts, dragging me through every disaster of the last few days. First, it was Jupiter, then Carlstone. And now Ogothr’s vanished. They were responsible for the serial murders everywhere, which was according to plan. And someone's out there neutralising them, undoing every move we've made. But who on earth could it be? Who's even strong enough to oppose us, when we've got a number of powerful Dragons at our side? Fuck, they just had to make work harder for me, since I was supposed to be in charge of elimina
Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon Things Are Getting Busier
The half-buffalo, Kaida, inches closer, as his hot breath puffs against the iron bars. I stumble back until my spine smacks the damp stone wall. He takes a long sniff, snorts once, then shifts back with a hesitation that chills me more than a roar would’ve done. “It’s a Dreil, Your Highness,” He murmurs dully, but there’s something sly curling underneath it. “Of course it is.” It?? Orlstyne replies as he lets out a laugh that scrapes across my nerves, and I shudder. “My brother would be dead chuffed to see this.” Wait, did the buffalo just call him... Your Highness? Don’t tell me... No, don’t BLOODY tell me he’s the Third Prince!! Kaida’s gaze flickers my way, and his lips curl faintly. “Should we get rid of it then?” His words drop like a stone in my gut. Already? Just like that? No hesitation, or thought whatsoever? Orlstyne’s grin stretches wider, revealing a set of whites and cruelty. “I think we should. Someone’s been a little too obsessed with his toy lately.” H
Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon The Stranger At The Ball
"Shhh, it’s dangerous here, Druiss," Alan whispers, his voice is ragged, like he's been screaming nonstop. For a moment, I see him as he was when we first met: his nonchalant and dull self. But now, he’s frail, fading, as if the darkness itself is leeching the life out of him.Then the black all around us begins to thin slowly, pulling back like smoke blown off by a gentle breeze. New sounds creep into my ears. I hear low whimperings, muffled cries and I catch choked breaths, coughs so dry they scrape my insides. And this intense heat prickles against my skin, crawling up my arms and neck until I can barely breathe. I curl into myself.The space shapes itself before me as I glance around to get the view. It's an enormous metal cage, stretching higher than I thought a ceiling could go in all my twenty-six years. The roof’s a jungle of rusted bars and chains and some weird objects hanging above, thick as tree trunks, all locked down tight. And there’s more, something invisible, like
Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon Not This Again
"Give me a sec," I mutter, slipping away from the laughter and daft banter spilling through the empty coffeehouse. My steps echo faintly on the wooden floor as I follow Amelia into the kitchen. The hiss of steam from the coffee maker fills the air, and she’s got her back to me, fiddling with the machine like it’s suddenly become the most important thing in the world. "What’s up?" I ask, leaning against the counter. She doesn’t so much as glance over her shoulder. Her hands keep moving steadily, but there’s something stiff in the set of her posture that knots my stomach. "Are you... mad at me or somethin'?" Amelia finally lifts her head, letting out a long sigh that sounds heavier than it should. She turns slowly, her eyes locked on mine, and her voice comes out in a hushed tone. "Charlie, I’m not mad at you for bailing when the place was rammed... and then just rockin’ up on some random day like nothin’s happened." Yep, she’s fumin’. "Okay," I breathe out, guilt prickl
Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon Unanswered Questions
(Charlotte’s POV) I'm sitting stiff in the passenger seat, with my arms folded, as I stare at the blur of buildings and traffic sliding past the window. Damon’s got both hands on the wheel, his jaw is locked, and his eyes are fixed dead ahead on the road, like I’m not even here. We’ve not said a single word to each other since Evelyn clocked us in the hospital, arm in arm and lost in our breaths. I tried to explain to her that it was Damon who came at me. I also tried to apologise even if she didn't believe me. But I'll be honest, there's no one in her shoes who wouldn't be fuming at the sight of their best friend and their crush making out. I sigh deeply, burying my face in my hands as I realize I might be losing my best friend again. Worse off, Damon doesn't even care. He just never does. Still… it’s not just Evelyn's look that’s haunting me, but it’s the way it felt as her blue eyes tore through mine with that hurt expression on her face. Like she saw straight through me. Like
Charlotte: Fated to the White Dragon One Bad Turn
(Evelyn's POV)“Cam, why are we here?” My question hangs in the air.He offers no answer, only the gentle curve of a smile, with his arm extended in invitation. The movement is languid, as though he knows I will take it. Against the better judgement murmuring in the back of my mind, I slide my hand into his.Truth be told, I’m not entirely myself today. My thoughts are scattered, frayed from all that's been going on. Still, I follow him inside.Besides, it’s Cam. He’s always been like an older brother to me. This space between us, is safe and familiar.“Iced tea with syrup, yeah?” he asks, already moving towards the kitchen.I nod, faintly smiling as he disappears into the corner. My gaze drifts over the living room, noting how long it’s been since I last stepped foot here. I’ve been buried in the whirlwind of Lottie, Ruiz, and Falkon, so much so that I’ve neglected Cam.I wonder if he’s been lonely.The memory of Lottie draped around Ruiz, slaps me again and I shake it off immediatel
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