Lauren Blackwood

A Novel

Within These Wicked Walls

Courtney Passio

Megan BV

 He grinned slightly. “You’re a surprisingly slow learner, Andromeda.” 

“Quick learner,” I said, my mind too tired to keep an annoyed bite from peeking through. “Slow follower.”

There’s something about gothic novels and big old deserted houses and slightly mad characters that I just love. 

“I don’t know.” He slumped back into his chair, his fingers laced over his stomach. “I always feel that if I was free of the curse … well, people wouldn’t feel the need to stay with me. They’d leave. And I’d be…”

 “Alone,” I said, shivering. I closed my eyes for a moment, forcing the whispers of spiders from my mind. “I know exactly how you feel.”

“You truly are terrifying sometimes. Not in a horror sort of way, but … you make me feel things brutally. And think things deeply. And you make me sweat a lot. Nothing is easy with you. And, to be honest, after a lifetime of people kissing up to me … I actually quite like this change.”

“I don’t remember that. I do, however, remember saying you’re irreplaceable. I wish you’d remember that instead, too, my little storm cloud.”

“Magnus,” I groaned. I held his hands holding my cheeks, my vision blurring the slightest bit. “This isn’t as right as it feels. There’s a clear power imbalance.” 

“I agree,” he said, leaning closer. “But I shall do my best to submit to your dominance with the grace of a gentleman.”

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