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698 pages, Kindle Edition
Published April 1, 2024
The students oozed sexuality.
My teammates oozed strength and power.
I oozed blood because I accidentally ripped the scab off my lips again.
My lungs ached from smoke inhalation.
My soul ached from killing.
My shoulders ached from carrying the weight of being the coolest person at the academy.
I’d never been the white-knight type— the devil society that had tortured me while I grew up for being blind had ensured that— but fuck, I wanted to be Arabella’s villain.
If I could see auras like a witch, I’d bet all the gold in the fae palace that all three of the kings’ would be maroon. The color of spilled blood, aggression, lust, evil.
Usually, I ignored the kings. Their opinions were like male thongs. Useless. Disturbing. And literally no one asked for them.
“I see that fire ass still hasn’t gotten the psychological counseling he needs.” Sadie gestured to Malum. “I’d recommend you to Dr. Palmer, my and Aran’s therapist, but she told us that she was considering reporting us to the authorities.”
Crack. Bones shifted in my back, and I was in so much pain that I did something I’d wanted to do for weeks.
I kicked Jinx.
“Did you just kick a child?” Sadie’s jaw dropped, and Xerxes chuckled.