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For those who live their nightmares, so that others may have their dreams.
“Y’KNOW, there’s really no need for all this violence.”
He stared down at the point where my hand closed around the material of his pants, mouth gaping open in horror.
“I won’t pursue you any further. You
have my word. Drop the gauntlet, and I’ll let you go!” A bark of laughter ripped out of me. And they said guardians had no sense of humor. This one was a fucking comedian.
His fingers were lighter than the dawn breeze. He’d talked me out of my underwear—perhaps the greatest heist ever performed in Zilvaren—and
“Even filthy and tired, you’re still beautiful.”
Of course Death was beautiful.
I’d drawn it from somewhere I shouldn’t have and summoned the devil himself.
I also had no idea what a moon was,
How do they not have moons????
We respect and revere him, but we’d all rather he was paying attention to what other people were doing instead of us. We touch him on the foot to guide him away from us.”
“We pray to each member of the Corcoran that they’ll return to Yvelia someday. But in secret, a lot of us pray that Zareth gets a little lost on his
journey ...
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Hallucinations ended. This nightmare wouldn’t fucking quit.
haven’t witnessed such open contempt in a long time. It’s refreshing.
“Is your life really worth so little to you?” “If Hayden really is dead… then yes,” I whispered. “It’s worth nothing.”
Kingfisher’s voice was rough and pained, but it was also electricity. It made every hair on my body stand to attention.
His hair was wet, the ends of his ink-black waves dripping beads of water onto the pages of the open book that he was reading. Aghast, Rusarius leaped, snatching the tome out of Kingfisher’s hands. “Give me that! What’s wrong with you? That book is a first edition.”
“Belikon’s assassins could be anywhere—” “Sounds to me like you’re the one
I should be watching out for, darling Layne. You’re the one who just threatened to knee me in the cock.”
“Don’t worry. I wasn’t planning on stealing it. It isn’t very impressive. Looks more like a toothpick to me.”
“This sword has slain thousands,”
“Humans are usually weak, fickle creatures, but I’ll admit, I admire this one’s loyalty. She values her family over everything else. There’s something to be said for that.”
Oshellith.
“Should we, uh… knock?”
An arrogant smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. “Sure,”
A second later, he slammed the sole of his boot against the wood, and then the door was on the gro...
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“I don’t think anyone’s home.”
My personality—” “Your personality is trash.”
Little Osha?
I spun, searching for something to hurl at Kingfisher.
“Renfis, please! This is not a mess hall! There are precious works of art stored here, and… and… just… look! Look at all of that grease!”
The day I manage to make Kingfisher do anything is the day the Corcoran return.” “Well, there’s no need for blasphemy!”
He just growled. “And you wonder why Belikon calls you a dog,”
“It’s because I bite.”
I feel hopeless.” “If I have enough hope for him, then I’ve enough for you, too.”
came a deep voice. Adrenaline exploded through my veins, shocking my system so badly
Osha?”
“I have to say, I was expecting that to go differently,” he mused. And then I punched him square in the mouth.
Everlayne had been waiting for me when I returned to my room yesterday. She hadn’t banked on Kingfisher kicking in my bedroom door, me thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and wailing like a banshee. Nor had she expected his ultra-foul temper, his split bottom lip, or the thin line of blood trickling down his chin. She’d squawked when he’d thrown me unceremoniously down onto my bed and snarled, “Bad human,” at me.
How did you even kill a Fae warrior? Did you need a special weapon? Could they be poisoned? I made a mental note to ask Rusarius—the
Don’t worry. I brought you some cheese.”
“Careful, human. We Fae have an excellent sense of smell. You’d be amazed what we can scent floating on the air.”
“I’m also a fan of aggressive foreplay. It’ll be a fun reminder.”
“Swallow.”
Osha.
He took the fall for me. Why would he do that?
“You could at least say hello before you start eye-fucking me.”
It was criminal that such astonishing eyes belonged to such a bastard.
Osha?”
