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Tonight is the Sacrifice. The
Monsters Will Come Out to Play
WITH MY HANDS GRIPPING THE CEMETERY HEADSTONE so HARD, MY
nails crack, and my skirts bunched around my waist while my sister’s
betrothed ruts into me from behind, I’d say I’ve officially hit rock bottom.
Especially with the dead staggering toward us.
Darya despises the flouncy fool. Almost as much as she despises me,
which she’s done since I was born—unrelated to the present. After all, it’s
not like I planned an early morning walk around the cemetery bordering our
house just so I could run into him.
Van Wetterton’s hot breath that smells of bacon grease and onions curls
toward my ear. He pounds harder, but I only get a vague sense of pressure
as he says, “You feel this, don’t you, Quinn? You’ll come for me, won’t
you, little gray bitch?”
A bitterness burns the back of my throat. Gray bitch, gray whore, gray
girl, they call me. My smoky gray hair flings down my chest, ricochets on
my cheeks, and fractures my vision. One nail breaks. And bleeds. I wish I
could feel the pain. Not even letting my sister’s fiancé fuck me in a
cemetery on Hollow Day can make me feel something. My body doesn’t
silence pain, but it hushes it, along with all other touch. Even the worst pain
is numbed. That is the price to pay when you’re half-ghost, half-blessed,
And numb inside.
I fake a long moan, smirking at the thought of Van bragging to his
Brotherhood about how he was the first to make a ghost climax. Regardless,
he and the other Brothers who’ve fucked me will have a good row over it.
I’ve had them going in circles since I was sixteen and gave my
“maidenhood” to Fynne Hawksburne in the woods behind my family’s
home. The abandoned shed was as good a place as any.
The stalkers advance toward us, their guttural rasps growing louder.
Some fall over headstones and into open graves from where others have
risen. It’s Hollow Night. More will rise by nightfall.
“Nothing beats this rush in your blood, does it?” asks Van with a deep
groan. I wouldn’t know. My blood is an icy, slow river.
As he jerks one last time, the momentum propels me forward.
I hardly feel Van’s cum trickling down my thighs when he pulls out and
shoves his unimpressive dick back into his breeches. Guess I can mark him
off the list. I’ve kept a ledger of names, both male and female, hoping
someone in these blasted Borderlands might help me feel something.
He slams his palms together, commanding a wind to gust and push the
dead back. Everyone in the god-eater’s five realms has some kind of
binding magic. If only I had a normal one.
“Give my best to your sister,” Wetterton snickers cruelly after the
stalkers have toppled into a pile of rotting corpses. “I’d say we look forward
to having you at the wedding tomorrow, but everyone knows you won’t be
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