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650 pages
First published August 13, 2021

"From what I understood, psychopaths had reduced activity in their amygdala, the part of the brain that created anxiety"
“I know you’re physically able to. I mean, it’s…immoral.”
“I am a demon,” he said slowly, like I was an idiot.
You are an idiot though.
"May I ask you why you have these things?"
"Well, you have magic, and I have my own superpower. It's called anxiety."
"What are you? I breathed."
"Magnificent," he murmured.
As I stared at him, my heart started to pound faster. Divine. His silver hair hung down to heartbreakingly sharp cheekbones. He sported a high-collared black coat that hung open. Under his jacket, he wore a thin gray sweater that showed off a muscular body. It looked soft, but I could tell the abs beneath it were rock hard. I found my pulse racing as I thought of running my fingers over the material and feeling his muscles twitch. I’d never enjoyed sex—not once in my life. But as I looked at him, I thought there was a man who could actually satisfy me.
ahem. Me too Rowan
“Arch your neck,” he said in velvety voice. I couldn't resist the urge to submit to his command. My eyes closed, and I tilted my head to give him access, making myself vulnerable to him. I felt his breath warming my throat, and a pounding heat swept through my body.
“Tell me,” he whispered in my ear, “that you want me to give you what you need.” I turned my head, my mouth now only inches from his perfect lips. “I want you to give me what I need,” I whispered.
“Well, you have magic, and I have my own superpower. It’s called anxiety.
What makes a person who they are, their essence? Was it a soul or their memories?
I’d like my student loans paid off, like we talked about. And to get the undergrad degree. And while I’m at it, a hundred thousand dollars.” Why not?(and that's what my friends is the definition of making good use of opportunity when it knocks on your door🤭😂)
They had it all wrong, but nothing makes you seem crazier than trying to scream that you’re the only sane one.(Our relatable queen right there)
I could say with some certainty that sun’s rays had never hit my nipples before.
This is making my heart beat faster, almost like a…like a warning. As if something bad is about to happen.” My eyes widened. “Yeah. That’s anxiety. Are you feeling anxious for my safety, or are you worried you’ll be caught out?” His gaze shuttered. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’m a lethal four-hundred-year-old demon of chaos, imbued with godlike powers. I fear nothing.”(why is this so funny and cute)
“This sounds insane,” he said, cutting me off, and scrubbed a hand over his jaw. “I thrive in chaos. I like to watch things burn. But this situation is making me feel something different, unfamiliar. I don’t like it,” he said in a clipped tone. “This is making my heart beat faster, almost like a…like a warning. As if something bad is about to happen.”
My eyes widened. “Yeah. That’s anxiety. Are you feeling anxious for my safety, or are you worried you’ll be caught out?”
His gaze shuttered. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’m a lethal four-hundred-year-old demon of chaos, imbued with godlike powers. I fear nothing.”
“Not sure I believe you anymore, Orion.”
I may not know magic, but I know anxiety.
“In a world of demons and magic, it was starting to become difficult to know what was real and what wasn’t.”