As the city burned behind them, Emma Frost leaned in close, her voice a silken whisper in the villain's ear, “You don’t have to be the monster they made you.” He hesitated, caught in the ice-blue gaze that promised power, redemption—or something far more dangerous. And as her fingers brushed his cheek, the world seemed to hold its breath, waiting to see whether he’d betray his darkness… or hers
Sewshy
2025-04-20 05:27:54 +0000 UTC