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[caeli0306]

ok ive reread the new bonus chapter a million times now and i am absolutely THRILLED that xaden is as petty in the actual story as ive envisioned him being in cc. the whole “i win” thing? gold. perfect. 10/10, no notes.

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[caeli0306]

chapter 23 of castles crumbling (aka Tales from the Airport Bathroom extended version) now posted!

Chapter 23: Falling is now up on AO3: READ HERE

Oh hey! Our spy idiots are back!

Summary:

Violet should already be dead. People whispered about her weak body and how she would never live up to her family's martial accomplishments. Violet rose above them all, however, fighting and killing to survive the Navarrian Intelligence Agency's brutal BASGIATH training protocol. Now, people whisper about Violet's swift ascension through the NIA's ranks as one of its most valuable operatives and assassins. The whispers don't matter to Violet: She has her own agenda, and it's a dangerous one - finding out what happened to her father.

But one mission changes everything: Suddenly, Violet finds herself in the crosshairs when she stumbles on information Navarre wants buried, and the country she fought for begins to turn on her. Violet knows too much, but she's determined to do what she does best: Survive. Her only hope is the son of the man who they say killed her brother, but their partnership is far from assured. Some grudges run deep, and trust is a currency too valuable to give freely. Xaden realizes Violet may be the key to everything, but with enemies seen and unseen closing in on all sides, the consequences of failure are deadly.

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Seifert flicks a switch, and the lights that have been off ever since they dragged me down here flare to life. I hiss, slamming my eyes shut as they burn with the sudden brightness. When I finally open them again, Seifert has opened the cell door, and he’s on his haunches, looking at me with that same fascinated curiosity.

“So, you’re Sorrengail’s little shield,” he finally says. “Riona Riorson’s son.”

“I don’t talk to VENIN,” I reply cooly. The effect of my defiance is somewhat muted by how I’m chained up.

Seifert grins. “Yet. You won’t talk yet. You should just be glad I haven’t corrected the Deverelli’s little misunderstanding about the allegiances of you and Sorrengail.”

So they don’t know. Good. I keep my mouth shut, glaring instead of saying another word.

“Nothing?” Seifert asks mockingly. “It’s only a matter of time before I get my hands on Sorrengail, you know. “

At this, I scoff. “Good fucking luck.”

[caeli0306]

hello! sorry I've been awol life has just been super crazy recently? still working on cruise ship (almost done with chapter 7, I think) but in the meantime, a castles blurb!

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“What a shame,” I reply sarcastically. “I think you’d be more likeable if you’re dead.”

“I hope you don’t talk to your wife like that,” he says. I narrow my eyes on him, but I don’t rise to the bait – because that’s what I’m sure this is. He’s trying to get me to talk. When I stay silent, he unlocks the bars of my cell, stepping inside and crossing his arms. “Giving me the silent treatment now, Tuono? That’s not very polite.”

“Ask your damn questions,” I bite. “But I’m not talking to you about my wife.”

“Oh, but I want to talk about her,” he says, an impish little smile growing on his face. “I quite like her. How do you think she’ll feel when she learns you’re a Poromish spy?”

The fuck? I keep my expression blank, but I have no idea where he got that ide–

Except I do – Catriona was here, and everyone knows that Cat’s family is one that practically runs the country.

[caeli0306]

uhhhhh castles crumbling blurb?

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There’s no going back for me now.  Not from this. Not when I’ve been avoiding the truth even as it’s stared me in the face since the night I rescued her from that castle. The ceaseless panic that controlled my every action that night is just evidence of the stranglehold Violet Sorrengail has over me.

[caeli0306]

oh hey besties! I'm back! losing all of my drafts pretty much killed my will to write for a while but I've more or less rewritten most of my chapter 20 draft so. blurb time! extra long since you guys have been patient :)

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Violet’s eyes scan the crowd, and I don’t miss how they snag on one of the cafes, almost longingly.

“Is this a good idea?” she asks quietly. “What if we’re seen?”

I grin down at her, then grab her hand, relishing how her fingers seem to slot between mine like they were meant to be there. She startles, but doesn’t pull away, and I take that as a sign to start walking, picking our way across the square to the café she’d hesitated on.

“We’re not doing this your way, remember?” I say, pulling her out of the way of two screeching children who go barreling past. The breeze ruffles my hair as I look back at her.

“Well, maybe I don’t like your way,” she snips.

I smirk. “Too bad I don’t care what you like, Violence. Time to get out of your comfort zone.”

[caeli0306]

chapter 23 blurb bc idk how to cope with onyx storm other than writing

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I almost drop my keys on the hardwood floor before I fumble with the cracked door behind me, shutting it with more force than strictly necessary as soon as I notice her state of undress. She looks up from her laptop, eyes widening a for a millisecond before she regains control of her expression. Her hand comes up to grip the hem of the towel.

“You’re home early,” Violet says casually. Her hazel eyes rake over me, the heat in them mirroring mine as I hone in on the damp sheen that coats her pale skin from her shower.

Fuck me. I run a hand down my face, then drop my bag on the floor next to the door. The tension that’s always been there between us is growing more taut by the day. It’s only a matter of time before one of us breaks and does something we’ll both regret. I refuse to be the one who caves.

“Got my training done early.” I move to the kitchen, putting my back to her as I rummage through the fridge despite not being hungry or thirsty. If I look at her wet hair and damp skin for another moment, I might combust on the spot.

[caeli0306]

chapter 21 is 10k words and I haven't written a lot of the scenes yet! there's going to be a reveal in this chapter that I've kinda been hinting at since v and x were in cordyn but I don't think anyone picked up on it so im trying to figure out the best way to write it. but we're making good progress so I think publishing it this weekend is a good bet. this might end up being my longest chapter since the 21k monstrosity at the end of VSGTSAS lol

[caeli0306]

oh hi! did someone order a chapter 22 blurb?

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“Where’s the fun in that?” he asks, and I swear to the gods above he moves closer when he turns back to continue perusing the document.

In fact, he’s been close all week. Like he’s purposefully trying to invade my physical space, pushing me to see my reaction. The proximity frays every ounce of control I have, and I’m beginning to seriously worry that I’ll break down and beg to be touched before we finish this mission – and what a disaster that would be, considering I know I definitely shouldn’t trust him now.

To be fair, I also haven’t asked him to stop, to give me space – which says more about me than I’d care to admit.

“You’re insufferable,” I inform him.

“And you haven’t stabbed me yet, so I must be doing something right.”

Arrogant ass.

[caeli0306]

chapter 23 blurb! and now to go work on xrgtsas

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“When we get out of here,” she says, tone low and threatening. Blood is smeared on her cheek like some kind of twisted battle trophy. “I’m going to kill you personally.” My mouth twists upwards. “It’s good to see you too, Violence.”

[caeli0306]

a chapter 21 blurb! dare I say the update will probably go up tomorrow? we're getting so close! one or two more scenes to write, and then it'll be editing time :)

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We walk towards our little apartment, which is above one of the many stores near the central square. I feel more content in this moment than I have in a long while, wearing clothes that aren’t black and holding the hand of a man I’d thought would kill me only a few months ago. I’ve gotten used to the life and loud noises here in Turchinu; the little kids running around and splashing in the fountain; the smells and sights of bread baking and brilliant sunsets -- despite knowing that I can’t have this sense of peace forever, that I’ll have to return to the blood and death and silence before long.

[caeli0306]

next castles chapter should be out tomorrow (its shorter than the last one by approx 15k words lmao). just need to finish tweaking a few things and do a final read through <3 gonna spend some time writing XRGTSAS and maybe danger zone tomorrow, if i have time

[caeli0306]

I said this on discord already but the way I want to just throw my entire plot outline out the window just so I can make these two spy idiots kiss already is insane. I'm committed to the slow burn bc im a woman of my word but I regret committing to it! I want them to kiss! why did I do this to myself!

anyways another blurb

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Surprise flashes across Xaden’s face before he locks it down. “She’s not. She’s already gone.” He raises an eyebrow. “How did you know she was here?”

“A little birdie told me,” I say sarcastically as I cross my arms.

He makes an amused sound, then walks to the fridge, withdrawing a water bottle and then downing a third of it before walking over to sit on top of the coffee table.

“Before you get pissed-”

“I’m already pissed.”

“I gathered that,” he sighs, running a hand through his hair. 

[caeli0306]

chapter 21 of castles crumbling (aka Tales from the Airport Bathroom extended version) now posted!

Chapter 21: Late Night Rendezvous is now up on AO3: READ HERE

I thought I couldn't write a chapter longer than the last VSGTSAS chapter and I was clearly wrong. I was staring at this so long that I'm not even sure that it makes sense anymore but hopefully it does! Anyways roll tide please enjoy this 23.5k word chapter/monstrosity that my imagination concocted.

Summary:

Violet should already be dead. People whispered about her weak body and how she would never live up to her family's martial accomplishments. Violet rose above them all, however, fighting and killing to survive the Navarrian Intelligence Agency's brutal BASGIATH training protocol. Now, people whisper about Violet's swift ascension through the NIA's ranks as one of its most valuable operatives and assassins. The whispers don't matter to Violet: She has her own agenda, and it's a dangerous one - finding out what happened to her father.

But one mission changes everything: Suddenly, Violet finds herself in the crosshairs when she stumbles on information Navarre wants buried, and the country she fought for begins to turn on her. Violet knows too much, but she's determined to do what she does best: Survive. Her only hope is the son of the man who they say killed her brother, but their partnership is far from assured. Some grudges run deep, and trust is a currency too valuable to give freely. Xaden realizes Violet may be the key to everything, but with enemies seen and unseen closing in on all sides, the consequences of failure are deadly.

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I forget all about stealth and sneaking and take off in an all-out sprint. I palm another dagger in my empty hand. Low-lying branches scratch at my face as I run, but I pay them no mind. Faster. I have to move faster.

This entire year, I’ve managed to get away with only killing the people who try to kill me first. The old Violet hangs on by the tips of her fingers, screaming at me in the form of my irrational decision-making, even as I’ve become more comfortable with the bloodshed and death with every life I’ve taken. I shouldn’t be running towards this person, in the vain hope that I can save their life without having them turn on me the second it benefits them. I should be thinking about my own self-preservation. People die here every day – what’s one more?

But I can’t turn that part of me off. I can’t ignore the small voice in the back of my head that tells me it’s wrong to turn a blind eye. And that small voice is probably going to be what gets me killed, even if it’s not today.

The trees thin ahead, giving way to a cliff that drops hundreds of feet, the same one Devera trained me to climb. As I get closer to the tree line, I see two people, one standing over the other.

I skid to a stop as soon as I can make out their faces.

It's Jack. And the person he’s standing over is Nadine, one of my squad mates.

Fuck.

[caeli0306]

chapter 21 blurb! again!

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“You’re grumpy today,” I observe.

“Whatever you say, Violence.” His eyes roam over me, catching on the sweatshirt he’d bought me. That signature smirk of his appears. “Nice sweatshirt. Where’d you get it?”

I roll my eyes, moving to paw through the bags of clothes I’d bought yesterday. “Some random guy at bought it for me at the airport. Weird, right?”

[caeli0306]

a blurb!

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“I’ve always liked the phoenix constellation,” he says. I squint, following where he’s pointing, barely making out the stars.

“Why?”

He shrugs, bringing his arm down and resting it on his knees. “It reminds me of Tyrrendor.”

A bird that perpetually goes up in flames, only to be reborn from the ashes, and a kingdom that’s been conquered and reconquered, only to win back it’s freedom in the end. It’s an astute comparison.