Anathema (The Eating Woods, #1)
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Emotions I was forced to keep hidden for fear of looking possessed by evil, as girls were often perceived when they felt too much.
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I’d learned at too early an age that the sound of a girl’s scream drew nothing more than apathy.
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I swept my gaze over the shadowy tree trunks, recalling a cardinal rule of the forest: never answer to your own name.
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“I swear, if she were to get a good fucking, just once, she’d be a whole new person.”
Emily H Scott
Lol
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“Strange. He makes the distinction as if step implies he isn’t a relation, at all.”
Emily H Scott
Haha
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nothing invokes fear quite like the peculiar.”
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How tragic that a woman’s worth equated to the depth of a man’s pockets.
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While a feeling of sorrow had filled my chest, I couldn’t help the envy he’d stirred. What freedom he must’ve felt when he’d closed his eyes and drifted out of that mangled body.
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“You don’t know him like I do.” “I’m certain of that.”
Emily H Scott
Lol
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Eyes closed, he exhaled and reached through the water, but at the nauseating twist of his stomach, he hesitated to stroke his hand down over the ten rods that pierced the underside of his cock, each one holding its own sordid memory. A
Emily H Scott
Oofff
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“I’ve traveled far enough to know that evil does truly exist. And I can assure you, this poor young lady does not harbor such malevolence. As for the girl who was trampled? Well, it would seem to me, she’d have done well to watch for approaching carriages before stepping into the road.”
Emily H Scott
Hahaha
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I glanced down at the berries and bread in my hands, acknowledging what a sorry substitute they would’ve made, and placed them back in their respective containers. Within seconds, the creature had cleaned every bit of flesh from the bones, which it discarded beside the rat’s fur. Blood glistened over its mandibles as it teetered to the side, clearly flesh drunk, its belly rounded and full of rat meat.
Emily H Scott
This is cracking me up lol
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“You may have repulsive eating habits, but I’ll admit, you’re terrifyingly cute,” I spoke on the cusp of a whisper. “Adorrifying. And chaotic. I think I’ll name you Raivox.”
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Getting eaten alive certainly isn’t the worst way to die, I suppose.”
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“Well, that was about as fun as stroking my cock with a gauntlet.”
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Wide. Wider—expanding its jaw to a cavern of sharp teeth, so impossibly stretched, it appeared unhinged. In one swift move, it clamped its mouth over Moros’s head, while the man screamed and clawed at it. It took both hands over my mouth to contain the scream that fought to tear out of me, while I watched the creature devour Moros whole.
Emily H Scott
Haha bitch
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Until, at last, by some twisted evil, it had taken the appearance of Moros.
Emily H Scott
Ok creepy lol
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“I wonder what her cunt smells like?” “Go on, then, taste it, if you’re so curious,”
Emily H Scott
That escalated quickly
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“Can I at least ask your name? So that I’m not mentally calling you angry eyes?” A sound of disapproval followed. “Zevander.” “Zevander,” I echoed. “I’m Maevyth.” “I didn’t ask.”
Emily H Scott
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“It’s called empathy. Something you lack entirely.” He leaned forward, resting his elbows against his muscled thighs. “Perhaps you’ve forgotten the three men who tried to violate you. I’m the fucking empath who killed those men. For you.”
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“Beg all you like.” He let out a sardonic chuckle. “I’d quite like to see you on your knees.”
Emily H Scott
Ahhh
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“I find it interesting that any time a girl is unusual, or dare I say, unique, she’s deemed evil, or cursed.”
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“You don’t have to look threatening to be threatening. Perceived weakness is your most vicious weapon. Remember that,
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Brutal and fierce were the only words that came to mind while I stared back at him. He was a man who commanded attention, and I found it nearly impossible to avert my gaze.
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We are quite vicious to our younger selves, aren’t we?”
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She was beautiful. No, beautiful was too weak a word. She was intoxicating. Exquisitely divine.
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“The ability to kill doesn’t make you a killer.” “These were fairly deadly concoctions.” “Everything is poison with the proper dose. Even you.”
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There are those who fear flirting with death, while some of us find it utterly enthralling.”
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“What wicked spells you weave, little witch.” I’d never longed for a kiss so much in my life. The dizzying aroma of leather and spice watered my tongue for one taste of him. “And still, you’re not inclined to act impulsively,” I said a little too boldly, given my complete lack of experience with a man like him. The kind who surely took pleasure with the same dauntless tenacity that he undoubtedly took life. His lips pulled to a devilish smirk. “Consider that a kindness. My inclination is to break whatever stirs my impulsive nature.” His thumb lingered at my throat a moment longer, then without ...more
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“Tell me how it feels, Maevyth.” His voice. God, his voice tickled my imagination,
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“Why are you doing this?” She finally stopped, and the elation on her face sobered to something serious. “I have slept for a very long time. But since you arrived, I don’t want to sleep. I want to jump and dance and breathe again.”
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“We’re doomed, Maevyth. The fun governor has arrived, and he is not happy.”
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Im laughinglol
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Zevander took in the state of the room. The feathers everywhere, the bed in total disarray. It occurred to him then that he couldn’t remember the last time he’d heard his sister laugh. A true laugh. Not in mocking, or anger, but genuine.
Emily H Scott
Aww so sad
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“You command the flame. Remember that.”
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“The belief in the gods is not what it was, you know. Belief is power. Without it, the gods do not truly exist.
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We were sketching an illusion of normalcy in a world too dark to imagine.
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“If this is punishment, then I welcome an eternity of suffering.”