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His floating thoughts made it clear how determined he was to protect her. It made her heart somehow both light and heavy at the same time.
Okay, fine, I promise. Now get out of my head, Miss F. I need my beauty sleep.
Attention made Sophie sweaty and fidgety. Especially attention from Fitz.
I WONDER WHY. Seriously, though, you shouldn’t be scared about telling him about your crush. YOU’RE SO AWFUL AT HIDING EMOTIONS, HE PROBABLY ALREADY KNOWS.
Actions never tell the whole story. Good can be done for the wrong reason. And bad can be misunderstood.”
Who better to solve the problem than the one who created it in the first place?”
Councillor Emery looks so delightfully frustrated as he tries to push past my mental blocking.
Spoiler alert: Apparently, alicorn vomit was just as sparkly as their poop.
“Rex, Bex, and Lex. My dad’s not nearly as funny as he thinks he is.”
Left Hemisphere for those who favored logic and reason, the Right Hemisphere for those who were impulsive and creative, and the Ambi Hemisphere for those who used elements of both approaches.
“So does this mean you guys are a thing now?” Keefe asked. “The inseparable Sophitz? Or did you decide to go with Fitzphie?”
See, but “later” sounds way better than “sooner.”
The elves normally found anything that drew blood to be barbaric.
Then elves are stupid, idiotic wimps
Don’t you feel powerful?”
You should. It means that you're strong.
Keefe didn’t care about someday. He cared about now. And now . . . his hand really hurt.
Keefe, dearest, I love you. But in this, you're being a complete idiot.
She threw her arms around his shoulders, hugging him as tight as she could. Maybe if she never let go, she could hold the broken pieces together.
“Someone please kill me now.”
GLADLY
Fine—but you should at least have to write an epic poem in my honor. Here—I’ll help you. “Ode to Keefe Sencen—that brave, lovable nut. He may not have teal eyes, but he has a really cute—”
And by the way, it’s WAY nicer over here. I actually have my own room—and it doesn’t smell like rotting toenails!
If that’s the only news you have, I’m never talking to you again.
Wow, you ARE Foster Grumpypants. Sheesh. E...
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Right again, you little star-memorizing show-off.
Actually, yes I can. King Enki is bald.”
