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First published June 6, 2023
Murmur
"Power always comes at a cost."
"Funny things, emotions. Invisible and intangible, they cut deeper than any blade, and they left wounds one might never recover from."
"I'd gotten so good at sealing parts of myself away, I didn't even realize what I was doing anymore..."
"You're so good, bent over my desk, begging to be fucked. I'd kill anyone you asked me to. I'd start another fucking war to reward you."
"Mortal or immortal, we are all the sum of our experiences--on Earth or in Hell."
"He's creepy as hell. He looks like a vampire. He's like a giant, undead goth elf, with that white hair and those freaky eyes, and - Okay, never mind. I totally get why you're attracted to him. But still!"
Suyin shrugged. "it wasn't planned, trust me." ...
"I'm having a hard time picturing it. I've only seen him once, but all I remember is him decapitating a shitload of gargoyles, being totally covered in blood and wielding a sword, acting like a complete lunatic, and making a bargain with Mist that he wouldn't come after us - which he promptly ignored."
"You're only making him sound hotter to me."
"You're fucked in the head." But Iris laughed.
"So are you."
"Lily once told me, when I was first getting to know Meph and his brothers, that I shouldn't make the mistake of ascribing too many human attributes to them. It sounds bad, but when you're an immortal being who's survived what they have, shit just takes on a different meaning... death and violence mean something different for demons than they do for us. On top of that, you and I were born with souls, and we had parent who taught us right and wrong. But guys like Murmur were created to be soulless forces of evil. For longer than we can imagine, they've just been existing as harbingers of darkness, and then suddenly, they start developing a conscience and emotions, and they have no idea what they mean or how they're supposed to act. No one ever showed them what it means to be good..."

BookstagramThe world spun like they’d fucked on a Tilt-A-Whirl. Every stroke of his dick was like fucking heaven, and she swore his cum was a healing elixir, because the hot wetness suddenly spilling out of her soothed the aches of being stretched.
“Look at you. You’re so wet you’d have made a puddle on the floor if I didn’t lick it up.”
All he felt was an unquenchable desire of epic proportions erupting from the center of his being.