Monsters in Your Bed

when night falls
he sees her, dancing through the stars
a dream away; elegant and beautiful

but stars – they burn
the way his heart burned for her

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IVY FIONNLAGH | FORREST CHANDLER | KAIREN BLACKBURN
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I was a Changeling. Stolen from my family, from my home.
I was made to be a weapon. Forged to fight, to bring death.
I was betrothed to a prince. Promised before my first breath, before I could even form a protesting thought.
But there was one thing I wouldn’t be– controlled.