La Petite Morte: RH Romance: A Cirque Diabolique Novel by Crimson Syn

Author:Crimson Syn [Syn, Crimson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Imogen

I looked over at Jin who was stretching on the mat in the center of his tent.

"What do you think of Lazarus, my Love?"

He continued his stretches as he spoke. "I think he's suffered as much as all of us. Maybe even more."

"How so?"

"He hasn't accepted his fate, yet. He suffers daily with it. The curse weighs on him."

"I'd never hold him or you back. You know that right?"

He stood up and I admired how well those gray sweatpants hung from his hips. The deep indents on his sides looked lickable. The tattoos on his arms and chest stood out on his pale skin.

He stepped up behind me, placing his arms around my shoulder and pressing his cheek to mine. "I know you have a good soul, my Goddess. And I know that your magic," he reached out for my hands, entwining our fingers together. "Your magic is dark yet not as evil as others may see it."

"He worries me. You all do."

"Don't dwell on him too much. He'll come around."

"And if he doesn't?"

"Then you let that angel fly."

I tipped my head to his and squeezed his arms. "I love you," I whispered to him.

"I know you do."

Last night had been different with Lazarus. He was possessive, he took the lead. Usually, I took what I needed from him, and he'd allow it but last night I could the fear in him. He was afraid of being released. Lat in the night, he stretched me out beneath him. His muscles moved like a predator over my small frame. He was the last one I'd taken. The one I'd cared for the most.

A childhood friend who had felt each ache and pain this place put on your soul. I knew I couldn't be so selfish to make him love me the way I loved him. And even though I continued to warn him away, I knew his debt to me was sweeter than any other. Because I had stolen him from the witch. And he was more than willing to be mine.

Lazarus had loved another before me. But she ran away with a stranger, leaving him grieving and at the witch’s mercy. I found his corpse lying on the cold ground and both mine and my Ringmaster's selfishness couldn't leave him be. I found his soul clawing through the darkness, and I pulled him and his immortality out of the demon's clutches and brought him back, binding him to me.

I knew what he meant to my father, he was a friend, a lover, a protector, and in a way, I felt a tinge of envy where they were concerned. But Lazarus was mine, and the Ringmaster seemed to respect that. He knew what I was capable of if someone were to touch what belonged to me, and he didn’t want to take that chance. Not with his daughter.

The thing with Jin and Lazarus, my immortals, was that the binding was only their human side. Their immortal side was free to leave if they pleased.

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