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Cyn
Having escaped from an alien ghoul lord, I fall from the skyscraper, and into the arms of an angel.
Except Vargr is no angel. I’m injured and stunned, and still I can’t help noticing his physique. Is it a sin to stare?
But something fogs my mind, urging me to return to my masters, and to their tentacles. The Lure.
With their pacified human herd, the aliens occupy a land of crumbling skyscrapers. Soon they’ll eat the last of us and suck down our bones.
To stop the Lure from obliterating my free will, Vargr claims me and makes me his. My small objections...
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