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Foxy Tales
by Susanne Valenti, Caroline Peckham
And by the stars, I was the kind of bad that she didn’t deserve, the kind that could fuck up everything for her, and yet I was still pressing forward, still greedily trying to take a piece of her. Because she awoke something in me which I missed, and that part of me was begging for another day in the sun.
She was a Vega. A princess born to the Savage King and here to bring about the downfall of all that was supposed to matter to me. Yet in that moment, none of it did matter.
There was only her.
She was a Vega. A princess born to the Savage King and here to bring about the downfall of all that was supposed to matter to me. Yet in that moment, none of it did matter.
There was only her.