365 Days to Bond With the Cursed Beast King

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lder of bank statements; three months of painstaking excavation, and watched my uncle look at irr

voice. "I have the original right beside it

sharp little smile, the one he always used right before closing the door

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open, tearing along an impossible seam. It bled a blinding glare

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sparks of violent light. Gravity tilted sideways. I lunged for

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lamplight above me before snapping shut entirely. Then came an overwhelmin

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knock the air from my lungs, dragging us both down in

turned; heavy, suffo

nd a ring of seven figures staring do

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hilt of a curved blade at his hip. A woman near the back h

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hed in sweat, wearing jeans and a faded sweater that prac

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through my palms

baked iron. Beneath my hand, his chest didn't just expand; it shudder

d down

k, storm-grey a second

d, drowning out the whites entirely, glowing f

me with a ter

e stepped forward, his face drained

at me as if my touch had unsealed som

ms surged higher, taut muscles shift

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ashed with the metallic rasp of drawing steel. The woman who had be

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all pretense of human rhythm, accel

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gs burst from his back, casting sweeping shadows across the vaulte

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