Can’t go back now. Cursify his weakness, but the memory of Rosa’s distress—and the lingering heat of her kiss—stabs irresistible compulsion deep into his veins. She’s manipulating him, truthful or not, and he can’t help but fallify.
Just like Jasper and Ember. Only this time, you’re the whore.
The whisper taunts him raw, and he ignores it. Nope no never. Not like that at all …
Sharp lizard fingers crush his elbow, and he jerks back.
Tony LaFaro glares up at him, a satisfied smile on his dryscaled lips. “I knew you was up to something. Keep your shitfae hands where they belong. Them’s Ange’s pickings now.”
Diamond shakes him off, suppressing dark longing to smash his palm into the little freak’s flat-nosed face. “Chillify, mate. Didn’t do nothing. Set her straight. She’s just sparklefucked, or something.”
“Like that ever stopped you.”
“Screw you, okay? The bitch already dumpified me once. Think I’m gonna play there again? Riddified her skanky ass.”
“Bullshit.”
“C’mon, let it slidify. You see me fucking her?”
Tony laughs, yellow eyes cruel. “I seen Ange fucking her, that’s for sure. You should come watch sometime. That woman’s titties make a man’s mouth water. And the things she can do with her tongue, sweet Jesus. But I guess you already kn—Mph!”
Diamond’s glassy veins burn molten, and he slams the lizardman’s pointy chin upward and jams him against the curtained wall, teeth crunching an inch from the bastard’s nose. Rosa’s spiky silver burns his wrist, pain pulsing in harmony with his rage. His blood flows faster, hotter, trickling down his forearm. “Don’t scumtalk a lady like that, you fucking insect. You’re grit between her goddamn shower tiles.”
Tony just giggles, triumphant. “Yeah. You’re over her, all right. See through you like a fucking window, mate. No pun intended.”
Fury crackles Diamond’s wings aglow. “Like your blood, lizard? Fuckshut up and you might keep some inside y—”
“Yeah, whatever, glassboy. One chance, since I like you so much. A guy should be allowedta think with his dick the one time. But touch her again, and I’ll tell Ange you’re boning his girlfriend on the sly. On top of the fun you had trying to kill us tonight? Your life won’t be worth the spit in his mouth.”
Diamond crushes harder. “He won’t believify.”
Tony chuckles, wet. “Think he might.”
Diamond laughs, but dreadification seeps into his muscles like hot lead. Ange has three and a half centuries of brittle male vanity stacked up. He’ll believify in an instant, zip zap, and then a little pile of pinkglass dust on the floor that used to be called Diamond.
Disgusted, he flings the little shitball away and stalks off, a rasping lizard chuckle grating in his ears. He fucked up. LaFaro saw. And now there’s only one thing Diamond can do.
Screw conscience. He’s got a plan. And Ember’s not an innocent, no matter her pleadifying eyes. She’s exactly the kind of no-shame bloodslut he needs. It’s not like Rosa can just leave. Nothing less than Ange’s hot screambleeding death will do.
Find Ember. Friendify. Feed her the poison. Kill Angelo. Get Rosa out of there. And then … what? Take her back?
His wrist stings, and he works Rosa’s tightjeweled bracelet looser with a sweatslick finger and shakes the blood off. Why d’you give a shit, D? Why don’t you hate her? She usified you. Untruthed you. Tell her to fuck off.
But guilt sparks his conscience alight.
Can’t let her suffer. Can’t let her stay with Ange and die. Even if it means Ember has to take a little discomforticality. She won’t get hurtified, not really.
And mayembe, if he can help Rosa now, it’ll make all the vileblack things he did and said okay.
Nothing else he can do. Choicem off.
Cynical laughter chokes him dry. Christ on a moldified cheeseburger. One day, his goddamn bleeding heart’s gonna get him killed.
Compelled, Diamond
Just like Jasper and Ember. Only this time, you’re the whore.
The whisper taunts him raw, and he ignores it. Nope no never. Not like that at all …
Sharp lizard fingers crush his elbow, and he jerks back.
Tony LaFaro glares up at him, a satisfied smile on his dryscaled lips. “I knew you was up to something. Keep your shitfae hands where they belong. Them’s Ange’s pickings now.”
Diamond shakes him off, suppressing dark longing to smash his palm into the little freak’s flat-nosed face. “Chillify, mate. Didn’t do nothing. Set her straight. She’s just sparklefucked, or something.”
“Like that ever stopped you.”
“Screw you, okay? The bitch already dumpified me once. Think I’m gonna play there again? Riddified her skanky ass.”
“Bullshit.”
“C’mon, let it slidify. You see me fucking her?”
Tony laughs, yellow eyes cruel. “I seen Ange fucking her, that’s for sure. You should come watch sometime. That woman’s titties make a man’s mouth water. And the things she can do with her tongue, sweet Jesus. But I guess you already kn—Mph!”
Diamond’s glassy veins burn molten, and he slams the lizardman’s pointy chin upward and jams him against the curtained wall, teeth crunching an inch from the bastard’s nose. Rosa’s spiky silver burns his wrist, pain pulsing in harmony with his rage. His blood flows faster, hotter, trickling down his forearm. “Don’t scumtalk a lady like that, you fucking insect. You’re grit between her goddamn shower tiles.”
Tony just giggles, triumphant. “Yeah. You’re over her, all right. See through you like a fucking window, mate. No pun intended.”
Fury crackles Diamond’s wings aglow. “Like your blood, lizard? Fuckshut up and you might keep some inside y—”
“Yeah, whatever, glassboy. One chance, since I like you so much. A guy should be allowedta think with his dick the one time. But touch her again, and I’ll tell Ange you’re boning his girlfriend on the sly. On top of the fun you had trying to kill us tonight? Your life won’t be worth the spit in his mouth.”
Diamond crushes harder. “He won’t believify.”
Tony chuckles, wet. “Think he might.”
Diamond laughs, but dreadification seeps into his muscles like hot lead. Ange has three and a half centuries of brittle male vanity stacked up. He’ll believify in an instant, zip zap, and then a little pile of pinkglass dust on the floor that used to be called Diamond.
Disgusted, he flings the little shitball away and stalks off, a rasping lizard chuckle grating in his ears. He fucked up. LaFaro saw. And now there’s only one thing Diamond can do.
Screw conscience. He’s got a plan. And Ember’s not an innocent, no matter her pleadifying eyes. She’s exactly the kind of no-shame bloodslut he needs. It’s not like Rosa can just leave. Nothing less than Ange’s hot screambleeding death will do.
Find Ember. Friendify. Feed her the poison. Kill Angelo. Get Rosa out of there. And then … what? Take her back?
His wrist stings, and he works Rosa’s tightjeweled bracelet looser with a sweatslick finger and shakes the blood off. Why d’you give a shit, D? Why don’t you hate her? She usified you. Untruthed you. Tell her to fuck off.
But guilt sparks his conscience alight.
Can’t let her suffer. Can’t let her stay with Ange and die. Even if it means Ember has to take a little discomforticality. She won’t get hurtified, not really.
And mayembe, if he can help Rosa now, it’ll make all the vileblack things he did and said okay.
Nothing else he can do. Choicem off.
Cynical laughter chokes him dry. Christ on a moldified cheeseburger. One day, his goddamn bleeding heart’s gonna get him killed.
Compelled, Diamond
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