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I was sent to burn. Wrapped in red silk and oil. Trained to kneel. Offered to a god who never came. But the fire didn't take me. He did. He doesn't speak. He doesn't kneel. He doesn't save. He watches. He binds. He anoints. He ruins. And s
Trouble. I hit it with my car... Then I carried her home. Taking care of her wounds with my own dark depravity. Her scars tell a story, burns, cuts...some old...but there are some wounds that are fresh. So fresh they tell a dangerous, intriguing tale . On
She was a liar. A deceiver. A seductress. And now Helene King is a Daughter of the Order. Under the guise she was headed for the place where Halestrom Hale held our sister she is forced into a truck. Only that wasn't where she was headed. A new breed
There is no place to hide now. No dark corner of this city where those who stand behind The Order can disappear. They are exposed, hunted...but they aren't vulnerable...not yet. Protected by the most savage of us all...they bribe and scheme. But no ma
Perfection was expected. We were Ares by name, ruin by birthright. A family built on power. Love. Lies. Until she came. The sister we didn't want. The secret we couldn't bury. The liar who smiled while everything burned. One night. Two caskets. An
She walks into our temple like she doesn't know she's already been claimed. Talks like she's still allowed to have a choice. But I see through all of it. The arrangement was simple: Her body for our silence. Her obedience for our protection. B
She breathes like she still remembers the leash. Moves like she knows I'm already watching. But she doesn't run. Not anymore. She kneels-bare feet, bloodied floor, collar tight-and hums like that sound belongs to her. It doesn't. It belongs to