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Monty – Entry VI
“The brand on your shoulder–I’ve seen similar brands on the bodies of bandits belonging to two of the most dangerous clans in the region: the Peters and the Shaws,” he analyzed. “They’re the only families I know of who scar their children as a way to identify them. Yours is new to me.” “That’s ’cause…
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Lizzie’s Diary – Entry 5
“Knowing him, he actually might be…” The human grumbled. The prince offered her a contrite smile. “Still don’t like him?” “Why would I?” Lizzie demanded. “Mona might have forgiven him, but I haven’t.” Monty seemed to hesitate before responding; his expression had shifted from apologetic to stern as his emerald eyes became unfocused. It was…
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Monty – Entry V
THE FOLLOWING ENTRY CONTAINS LANGUAGE AND REFERENCES TO VIOLENCE AND ABUSE. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED–DO NOT CONTINUE IF YOU SUFFER FROM ANY TRAUMA BENEATH THE ABOVE UMBRELLA TERMS.
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Lizzie’s Diary – Entry 4
She squinted in the waning sunlight, studying him. His hair was coal black and shaved short along the sides, the tip of his dark wavy crown spilling over onto his forehead, threatening to cover his thick onyx brows and gorgeous emerald eyes. They nearly distracted her from his aura–his bright greenish-yellow glow, speckled with light…
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Monty – Entry IV
“Oh, Monty–” The pair looked back at Chris as Mona continued up the steps. “What do I tell Frankie? The council’s been looking for you, so he wanted me to bring you in.” He felt Lizzie squeeze his hand tightly. He passed his thumb over the back of her hand. It was a small gesture,…
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Lizzie’s Diary – Entry 3
Ever since Monty moved out, I’ve been attending the human school in the Savannah colony. Since it was my first time in that kind of environment, they placed me a couple of grades under my age requirement and assigned me a bunch of remedial classes to help me catch up. It took a year for…
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Monty – Entry III
“No, we won’t.” The Alagona twins shared a glance; Monty could see his sister was uneasy with his vow. “Is this okay?” She retracted her hand from between the two and let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine–but you’re dealing with dad.” He nodded, accepting her terms. As the only children their parents could bear, both…
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Lizzie’s Diary – Entry 2
“How’re my colors?” he muttered, a hint of a smile on his lips. When she stared at him wide-eyed, he stated, “Twin thing–Mona and I share everything. She told me about your aura vision.” Lizzie slid her hands into the pockets of the hoodie Mona had lent her, her russet eyes averted. She couldn’t understand…
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