Keeper of the Norns (Heathen Harem Tales Book 1) by Tyranni Thomas

Author:Tyranni Thomas [Thomas, Tyranni]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

Thane

I’ve never seen a woman stand so rigid. Fuck, I never in all my days would have thought something as soft as Love could have a body that hard. I bit my lip and lost myself in the wonder of just how many could have possibly been made in her image. I’d never found anything close.

“What the hell was that?” she asked, hefting her sword toward the vacated hill. A gritty coating riddled the length of the steel where it once had shone. Blood always had that funny way of mingling with dirt when it coagulated.

She snapped her fingers in front of my face, and I did my best to conceal the appreciative gaze I had afforded her recently anointed piece.

“Everything is so fake. Fake battlefields, fake feelings between the mortals. At this point, I don’t have the energy to sift through their antics and decipher which of them even truly have love for me anymore.”

“Is this… this is you frustrated?” I laughed on a sigh. “Zhenni, Zhenni, Zhenni. We’re just getting started.”

“Getting started? Oh, no. I’m over it. She might be getting started, but I’m done. I’m through being washed behind my own sadness. I’m exhausted from keeping track of all the bullshit and trying to sort it. You wanted a Goddess of War, right? Well, you fucking got her.”

She was stark raving mad, or as close as I had ever seen anyone to it. I had to wonder for a moment if this was what it was like to watch something exotic bloom. She was peeling back layer after layer of reserve and bottled pain. The kind that had been smothered in pleasantries and left to fester for far too long. It was something that would have made a chaos magician proud.

Her long, reddish brown hair was clumped with blood and earth. Every snap of her head sent it flying and sprawling about her. A pair of golden eyes rippled with amber flecks cut toward me. Zhenni wasn’t looking at me, she was staring through me.

“Stop smiling, Thane,” she managed through gritted teeth.

I tried to speak, but nothing intelligible fell from my mouth. I found myself staring up at her while the guiltiest of smiles betrayed the thoughts I had been savoring. I didn’t think she realized how fuckable she really was with that rigid stance and stormy demeanor.

Wind and the sound of its disturbance threatened my cheek. I quickly shrugged and darted my neck away, barely catching her wrist in time to avoid the smack. It was instinct. My hand found its way to her neck before I realized I had done so. It molded itself to the shape of her throat faster than she could claim a breath. I knew, because it hitched violently. I didn’t squeeze as we stood eye to eye, so close my lips tingled with the promise of hers.

All I could do was blink while processing the fact that I had probably just fucked it all up.

She was going to go back and tell Thorne that I manhandled her, I thought to myself.

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