✦ 𝙎𝙤, 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙄’𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙮: 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙣. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬, 𝙄’𝙢 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚, 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤𝙮𝙨. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮? 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙄𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙣. ✦

"A few ways, do you remember floating portals of a hall of endless mirrors?" She laughed thinking he was cute she might have flirted given she was on neutral ground. Bars were a no kill zone on all sides so it made for tense interactions but she knew to follow the laws.

She was pulled out from her rage induced pity party, these filthy fae were what got her sister killed and took her away from her simple life of tanning by the pool. IT was easier to just channel her rage it was her fuel some days. She looked like a deer in the headlights if she had not been-

Im tryna see something rq

“ It’s times like these Im reminded your demonic nature makes you more inclined to lash out & therefore shouldnt take it to heart.”

She looked over at him studying him he was different. Then again short of Cruce and the women of the SSP magic wasn't usually on her side usually it was outright hostile. "Only vamp I met was a pretender wanna be... kinda dead now."

She nodded and and slipped the blade into her holder on his hip. Yeah magic she did not understand. "If you are here to steal the Sinsar Dubh last person ended up without their skin and quite dead so don't recommend it and I have to asked about vampires.... only met the one.... sort of."

She looked puzzled he didn't react like a fae he should be frozen. "Are you a demon?" She had not been religious since that night in the church the unseelie princes. God didn't listen or care it. She still held the spear like her life depended on it and often it did.

She gave off a strong fae magic which was odd because by all accounts she was human she looked at him her hand went to his chest but nothing happened but he did feel a surge of energy but it was coded to effect only fae. "No shortage of strange magic around Dublin...

Green eyes and blonde hair they say I take after my family but there is more then just skin deep to it.

Question is do you wake up with the blade to your throat or not?

She straddled a breathtakingly beautiful woman her blade plunged in a crazed look in her eyes. Only when the shrieking stopped did the monsters form show true under the icor of blood grey lanky, nude, a woman with sores all over her hands, no not hands claws.

youtu.be/hsqiToKlrPk?... She dances along to the song in the locked book shop The wards kept monsters out... most of them.

Oh Barrons damn you seeing right though me.

A late but tantalizing #SeductiveSunday

"Shut up!" She yelled at the book from across the room she could swear it was laughing licking at her subconscious. "I will set you on fire again!" Not that it had worked but the threat made her feel better.

She watched in the dark dublin alley the vaguely humanoid shape trying to entire her like it always did. The two exchanged middle fingers from across the road her in light, it in dark. "Barely Sentient my Petunia!" Her southern drawl noticeable.

"I will abide by the laws but if I catch fae outside neutral ground its on sight!"

Life has not been the same since the same since the walls fell. Funny how even when I am elbow deep in fae guts I am still thinking about Alina. So many conversations we never got to have. I am no longer the bubble headed blonde, would you see me as your sister or a monster.

"It's our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we are willing to die for." Sidhe Seer - Nuller "Stick to the Light."