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  1. Public Bookmark 9

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    Tabitha knew it was a bad idea to talk to Stella alone. She knew she should have dragged her stupid cousin along to be the awkward third wheel. But she didn’t, and now she was in Stella’s house for the first time since high school, and neither of them were getting out of there unscathed.

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    29 Mar 2026

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    Husks hands reach toward the zipper on Angel’s boots and Angel freezes. In an instant he’s fully awake, eyes open and mind alert.

    “What are you doing?” he demands.

    Husk shoots him a confused look.

    “Your feet hurt, don’t they?”

    For a moment, Angel weighs his options.

    Because he’s starred in a scene just like this before. Dozens of them, in fact. He never would’ve guessed that Husk was a foot guy, but he supposes everyone is into a least a little freaky shit.

    It always starts as a simple, ostensibly innocent offer, just like this one. Oh, your feet hurt? Here, let me help you. And next thing he knows, Husk’s pupils are blown wide, his breath is coming in sharp, shallow pants, and he’s asking to suck on Angel’s toes or something.

    And sure, Angel can turn him down, and Husk’s the rare sort of guy who will take no for an answer. But Angel won’t pretend that the whole situation doesn’t sour his stomach a bit, Husk thinking he’s found some slick, subtle way of getting his hands on Angel. Like he hasn’t seen it all, starred in it all, endured it all before.

    Five times it wasn't a sex thing (and one time it was)

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    25 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 97

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    There’s a familiar burn at the back of his throat, the need for another drink, always another drink, and Husk might just follow the call. It’ll make it easier to sleep if everything is fuzzy and blurry. If all his thoughts are muddled and nebulous. They won’t be able to all circle around Angel like fucking vultures.

    “Hey! What the fuck are you doing in my—oh.”

    Husk whips his head around and has to blink a couple of times to make sure he’s not actually that fucking drunk. He drops the glass onto the plush carpet beneath his feet. “Angel?”

    (or Angel comes back right away)

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    24 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 33

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    09 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 23

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    A young man is taken as a prisoner of war and turned into a minotaur's sow by his ex-lover.

    Lithsome Evvar is taken from the battlefield by his ex-lover, the mad sorcerer Mithal Lore, for a useful purpose indeed - Lore is going to use the young man to breed more of his monstrous army.

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    08 Feb 2026