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Home Is Where The Ex Is
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2026-09-08 16:54:51
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Marked By My Prey A Reward For My Service
Powerlessness is a funny thing. After the past few days, you'd think I'd be used to it. You'd think I'd conquered it. That it doesn't scare me anymore. But somehow being helpless in Kaine's manor and being helpless here are two different things. One was forced upon me. The other has been a crushing weight I've lived with for years.I lower myself into the marble circle, one knee touching the floor, the other leg raised before me. My fist settles against my chest, the cuffs clanging as I bow my head.“Hail the Great Ones,” the words leave me.Silence. I count it the way I counted the guard’s footsteps, and by the tenth I start to question whether I even spoke at all. “Rise,” they all say at once after the fifteenth count, and I stand, resisting the urge to look up. I keep my eyes fixed somewhere just past the crescent of the table, not ready to meet their gazes.“Eira.”The gravelly voice comes from the center of the crescent table, and my eyes lift without meaning to. Grandmaster H
Marked By My Prey Nine Sets Of Eyes
By the time gray light creeps through the cell window, my thoughts have become heinous. I strain my ears for the fifth time, but other than the chirping of the tiny gecko that found its way in through the window, no sign of life comes. They should have sent for me by now. I drag air into my chest, trying to steady myself, but it doesn't work. Whereas nighttime is for the vampires, dawn is when judgment is passed on us—the humans who harbor them in any way—whether it be looking away when you're supposed to ring the alarm or, in my case, getting kissed and marked by one. My next breath doesn't come as easily as my last. I squeeze my eyes shut and bang my head against the wall. “Ugh.” I groan as a dull ache blooms at the back of my head. I hadn't meant to hit it so hard. Then again, I haven't been making the best decisions lately. I open my eyes and notice that the light has shifted from gray to pale gold. Hel's gate. They weren't planning on leaving me here to rot, were they? My t
Marked By My Prey A Lie Keeps Death Away
I lick my lip once before I start. “I was kidnapped during the attack by a vampire, sir,” I answer. “And I found a working ancient gate in his garden when I succeeded in escaping.” Grandmaster Nero doesn't speak right away. His hazel eyes simply narrow, pinning me in place. “His?” he says finally.Hel. My heart thrashes, panic spiking hot in my throat. I just humanized him. I just gave a vampire a gender. “It. Its garden.”He tilts his head, a heavy pause passing between us before he inclines it again. “I see.” His voice drops lower. “So, it took you to its house?” Cold sweat trails down my spine as I nod. “And were there others there?”“They were.”“How many?”“I… do not know.”“Oh, of course. It must have put you in a cell much like this one, didn't it?”I freeze, my tongue feeling heavy in my mouth. What will happen if I say no? Would it prove my loyalty? Would it even be enough?“Of course, it must have. Look at the horrid state she's in,” Axon interrupts, waving a dismissive h
Marked By My Prey Home Is Where The Ex Is
The cell door slams behind me and silence swallows the sound, but I stay exactly where I am, staring at the silver cuff biting into my wrists. They think I'm one of them, is all my mind repeats. As if I can somehow prove otherwise, my tongue finds the flat human edge of my teeth before I can stop it. When I feel nothing, whatever's left of me starts to unravel. A cell. They put me in a cell. Cold seeps up from the stone floor to my bare feet and through what's left of the ugly dress, but I barely feel it. I press my tongue harder again against my molars, as if wishing hard enough would turn them sharp, would give me a reason in this chaos. For why she called me a vampire. But there's still nothing. There's fucking nothing. I swing my arm and my fist connects with the wall. A scream rips out of me with it—short, ugly, and gone as fast as it came. What did I do? What happened? Why— Why? Why? Why? I'm sliding down the wall to the ground. Silence again and the rasp of my brea
Marked By My Prey Home Sweet Nothing
My knees hit stone as the gate spits me out. My palm follows, scraping against something smooth and cold. The impact jolts me, but it doesn't matter. Did it work? I don't breathe. If I breathe, I'll have to open my eyes. If I open my eyes, I'll know. A sweet, resinous smell fills my nose—the kind used in temples back home. No. Slowly, I open my eyes. Stone pillars rise around me, worn smooth at the base where centuries of hands have pressed in prayer. And there, half in shadow, Hel watches from her dais. One side of her face alive and serene, the other bone and rot. I've seen this statue every week of my life, and I've never been so happy to see it. I stay exactly where I am, breathing hard, half waiting for River’s voice behind me, or for the walls of the manor to close back in around me. But neither comes. Familiar banners bearing the Order’s sigil sway gently above me. Home. I'm in Lifgard. The gate worked. It shouldn't have. But it did. My eyes start to sting before I k
Marked By My Prey When You Think Of Home, Home Is Surely Going To Come To You
My bare feet hit stone, then carpet, then stone again—I’d kicked off the useless slippers given to me alongside this Hel-forsaken dress within the first few strides, and didn't look back. I nearly stumble when the fabric of the dress catches around my legs. For Hel's sake. I gather the skirt with my free hand and yank it higher, the stamp seal crushed in the other as I look for the nearest door to open. The way out has to be within this stretch. If my instinct is right, we must have already passed it. Fenn and I were only a turn away from Kaine's room when River came. And when he'd finally answered my question, he'd made the smallest twitch toward the corridor we'd come from. Left. No—right. I don't know. Every hallway looks the same. I throw open a door that looks promising, but I'm met with a room filled with high shelves. A library. It's not it. I slam the door shut and check the door across from it. A parlor. My shoulders sag for half a second before I force myself to move to
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