Imprisoned Gods - G. Bailey Page 0,77

selfish, and angry that he is immortal with a ticking time bomb of death in about thirty years," Killian tells me. "He needs to heal, and this place might actually be good for him. You might be good for him."

"Why would I be good for him?" I ask, completely confused. If anything, I only seem to piss Seth off and push him further than I really should.

"You don't see it, but you make him smile and laugh. Hell, no matter what jokes or dumb shit I've done over the years, he hasn't smiled like he does when you aren't looking," Killian says, picking up his notepad and pencil before walking out of the room. These justice twins just get more confusing and complicated, and yet, I kind of like them.

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"Checkmate, I win again!" Storm says with a loud laugh, and I cross my arms, resting back on my seat with a glare firmly on my face as he cheers for himself. Again.

"You said you wouldn't be a sore winner if we played again," I remind him, though he doesn't calm down one bit. Storm is a big child when it comes to playing chess. Seth and Killian told him where he could shove his games after a week of it. Coxen warned us all that Storm is a sore loser, and that he doesn’t play. Jade has never played chess and decided she didn’t want to learn just to get beaten. I should have seen this coming and run the other way.

"I lied," he replies, still grinning. After shaking my head at him with a smile I can't get rid of, I pull my chair out before walking to the sink. As I get out a glass from the cabinet above the sink, the door is knocked a few times, and Storm goes to answer it. I just finish pouring my glass of water when I hear Vivian's overly sweet voice as she coos at Storm. I've managed to completely avoid Vivian these past two weeks here, mainly as every time I saw her, I made sure to walk away as quickly as possible. She has never come to the house before though. I lean against the counter as Storm walks in first, looking slightly awkward as he rubs the back of his neck. Vivian comes in straight after him, raising her head higher and practically huffing when she sees me. As usual, she looks like she forgot half her clothes in a vest top and tiny shorts, her long hair swaying around her. God dammit, she smells amazing, like freshly cut roses or some shit, and it makes the whole room smell nicer. I highly dislike her for no good reason other than the fact she is Storm's ex, and being petty is clearly my middle name.

"What brings you here?" I ask after putting my glass down, not even bothering to hide my tone of voice. I don't like her. Not one little bit.

"I have a brilliant idea for you, Karma. See, my next door neighbour is moving in with her children because she can't cope on her own, and that leaves a lovely four bedroom house cave. Now, you guys have been here a couple of weeks, so why don't you move in there together?" she suggests, and clearly she is just trying to get rid of me. The house next door to hers would mean she could watch my every move, and I have no doubts I would be watched. I’d rather live in the lake with the scary ass god eating monster.

"No," Storm sharply replies to her before I can even come up with a reason why I don't want to move out. I glance over at him to see his eyes firmly fixed on me, and I have never seen anyone look at me in the possessive way Storm is in this moment. I'm not sure why I feckin' like it.

"Why not? Everyone stays a week at most, and yet she is still here over two weeks later!" she demands, losing her cool a little. Oh, she doesn’t like not getting her own way. Surprise, surprise.

"I don't have to explain myself to you, Vivian," Storm responds, clearly pissed off from having to deal with her. We have talked about Vivian a little over the weeks, after Killian asked about why she was following Storm around like a puppy dog. Storm said that plant goddesses have a bad tendency to choose their soulmates and get fixated