Caspien Deveraux was poison.It took me years to realise that he hadn’t been born like that. He’d been cultivated and nurtured by a careful hand and a bitter heart. When I first met him, he was a bud. One primed to bloom beautifully and deadly. One I should have torn out at the root.I loathed him. I loved him. And until him, I hadn’t known just how completely those two things could exist at once.
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Oleander: An MM Great Expectations Reimagining
Caspien Deveraux was poison.It took me years to realise that he hadn’t been born like that. He’d been cultivated and nurtured by a careful hand and a bitter heart. When I first met him, he was a bud. One primed to bloom beautifully and deadly. One I should have torn out at the root.I loathed him. I loved him. And until him, I hadn’t known just how completely those two things could exist at once.
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