My mother planted a kiss on each our foreheads before shoving us inside. I looked to her, panic clawing at my chest, for some kind of explanation. She didn’t give me one, instead turning to Lilac to cup her face. “Keep him safe for me, Lilac.” She spoke. In the throes of my growing terror, I swo
Nox’s P.O.V. That night was a ghost, a shadow that constantly loomed over my shoulder. Over time it became easy to ignore, but something had changed. It was no longer content with hovering over me, slithering into my peripheral whenever I thought it had finally disappeared for good. Now, it stood
At the end of it, something had snapped inside of Lilac. Perhaps it was already damaged, a hairline crack you couldn’t see with the naked eye. That match was the final blow, shattering her into a million pieces. I could feel each and every one biting into my skin, whispering, screaming, and crying
Funny how she gifted it to Lilac before she died. A firm hand snared the back of my shirt, yanking me into my seat. I turned my head so quickly the tendons in my neck popped. My father’s reddened face was pivoted my way, his eyes bloodshot with fury. I couldn’t bring myself to give a shit, not wh
Lilac’s P.O.V. Fuck, Riley Crawford sure knows how to pack a punch. Or should I say kick? I’d only had the pleasure of feeling her particular brand of magic a handful of times, but none had been as agonizing as what happened in the arena. She was creative, I’ll give her that. I still had no name f
Half an hour after they left, I managed to pry my eyes open. The first thing I did was inspect my wrist, but the only thing there was a sliver of a scar. How odd… I didn’t feel any different. Not that I could tell, anyway. All of my troubles drifted into the background when my father appeared in
Lilac’s P.O.V. He wanted to…he wanted to—Haha! Oh, how rich. I dropped my head against the pillow and laughed, uncaring how painful it was. My ribcage ached with each breath I forced out, but the look on Nox’s face made it worth my while. “You—you want to know why I murdered that piece of shit n
“There are no secrets in death, Nox. You know this, or have you already forgotten what my magic has taught us?” I hummed, lifting my eyes from his milky skin to the harsh angles that composed his face. Even burning with hatred and the desire to kill, I could admit that Nox had grown into his looks.