Love will never die if it exists on the lips of death. I often thought about this while I was locked inside my Doll House in Patience. Groomed every second of every day, they made sure to cover all of the darkness lurking in my soul with the false guise of perfection. The soul is fickle. Naked to the public eye and only visible to the owner, a soul bleeds every time it’s put through pain. But when that’s hidden, it spreads. The trick is to protect it from reaching your brain.
It was too late for me.
Until I met them.
One was an Elite King.
One was a Brother of Kiznitch.
Both were liars.
I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe.
Or maybe they’ll die trying.
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He has all that pretty going for him on top of lips that looked pretty fucking good wrapped around my dick. Consider my attention piqued. I was bored with my usual fucking months ago.
I wrap my hand around his chin, directing his eyes up to mine. He doesn’t flinch, completely unfazed. He’s either seen some shit or he’s crazy as fuck. Both work for me. My fingers find their way to the back of his tatted-up neck and over the collar of his shirt.
I squeeze. “You think you’re up for it?”
I watch as something passes over his eyes. I expected him to be confused because that was my intention, but instead I got intrigue? Fear? No. What I got was undiluted mischief.
“I know I am.”
He leans forward, that smirk still on his face. It’s not until his lips touch mine that I realize we’re still standing in the fucking lobby and I need to be on my bike for the triple ring of death. His tongue slips out and swipes my bottom lip. That was pretty much the stupidest shit he’s ever done because now I fucking want him. You can suck my dick and mean jack shit to me. I can not want you but still enjoy seeing my cock choke you to the brink of death.
“What are you thinking?”
Eli’s eyes flick over my shoulder, and I don’t have to see her to know that she’s there. Since my eyes first landed on Lilith, she has let out a kind of frequency that my body is annoyingly attune to.
“Thinking why not make it a party?”
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