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"Who the fuck are you?"
Xaden's blade is at the stranger's throat before Violet even comprehends the situation. The sharp edge of one of his perpetual twin swords glistens in the glow of mage lights, but she doesn't understand what's going on, her vision slightly blurry and her balance off as she stumbles, catching herself, her eyes not adjusted to the sudden darkness.
Xaden sounds scared.
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Or, the time travel fic that no one probably asked for but I wrote anyway.
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26 Nov 2025
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"Fuck, you're wet," Dain mutters, and Sloane can feel his lips move against her labia. A shudder wracks through her, and she clings to the wood, knuckles whitened by her grip. He runs his tongue over her once, and the sound that leaves her is half a gasp, half a moan. "And you taste so fucking good."
Sloane sits on Dain’s face.
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28 Aug 2025
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Broken - Spoilers for Onyx Storm by KittyCatCaitlin
Fandoms: The Empyrean - Rebecca Yarros
10 Jul 2025
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Ch 54 Xaden POV
What Xaden did in those 3 days
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11 Jul 2025
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“Fenna,” he said quietly, like it had always been meant to be.
I smiled, brushing my fingers over her tiny cheek. “Fenna Liana Riorson.”
Named after two of the most important people in our lives that are not here today to witness the peace they fought so hard for.
Her eyelids fluttered, and she let out a little sigh, as if she approved.
Xaden chuckled softly, brushing a finger over the fine dark hair at her temple. “Fenna,” he repeated, tasting it like a vow. “Our little storm.”
And in that room, with the snow falling and the world outside still bruised and broken, she was perfect.
She was ours.
Forever.
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- Part 1 of The adventures of Fenna Liana Riorson
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08 Jul 2025
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Garrick opened his eyes to the very softest early-morning light cast across soft pink hair. He let a lazy smile cross his face; this was a good dream, then, not one of the nightmares he had regularly. Though usually in his dreams about Imogen she was naked or wearing a very un-Imogen silk nightgown instead of the fuzzy sleep pants she was wearing, and usually he wasn't wearing the leathers he'd fallen asleep in and...
Shit.
This sleepwalking thing was now *officially* out of hand.
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