Get off that damn chair and pull yourself together. You're supposed to be an ageless creature of chaos and all I'm getting right now is sulking city boy.
I'm just a wretched half-blood girl caught in a storm."Akil tasted his wine and smiled. "Muse, you are the storm.
History repeats.
Akil, humans have these wonderful little things we like to cling onto, called souls. The jury’s still out as to whether demons have them, I sincerely doubt you do." ~ Muse.
People are dying out there, and I’m not faring much better.”“Worrying about the demise of anonymous people won’t bring them back.”Pursing my lips, I planted a hand on a hip. “How very demon of you.”“T...
