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As the first guard leaned in to look at the screen, Declan took the gun from his holster and used it to shoot the second guard.
MY MF MAAAAAAAAAAAAN THATS MY MANS
There was blood spattered on his hands and shoes. Not his. He could hear shouting from the floors he passed.
Declan having his jamez bond moment
He stabbed the closest, shot the next, burst out of the elevator and rolled against the wall as gunfire peppered where he’d just been.
Im going feral
“It is time,” Declan said, “to be done.”
Then she shot him.
Bruh
he thought there were plenty of things in the world that weren’t explicitly mentioned at Mass.
Sometimes I think it wishes it could be us. Human. It wants to see more than it does; that’s why it’s always prodding us.”
Ronan is a god?
“Well, it can’t have mine—I’ve got cows to feed!”
Same Niall
“I don’t think I have any,” she said.
What
“Sociopath, I think, because I’ve got a conscience! I looked it up. But an agreeable sociopath, lucky for you.”
The Barns and Marie Lynch and Declan had been enough for Niall.
But he loved her and he was afraid of losing her, so he said, “All right.”
Her characters are so complex and three dimensional
if it wasn’t already spontaneously playing for her anyway.
He was delighted to have someone to practice on, although Bryde had not been quick to pick it up.
he didn’t seem interested in committing crimes.
He left behind dents but no note. Criminal.
“I don’t know if what I know is true.”
What
“It will change you, if you let it. It will change you for good.”
I don’t trust this
“You’re sort of a funny person,” Matthew told him. “You know a lot of stuff but you’re also pretty stupid.”
He was not wearing a wedding ring.
Ronan’s physical body was asleep somewhere, presumably unable to wake without the ley line.
In a way, she thought, Ronan had been screaming since she’d met him. She just hadn’t been able to hear it, since she’d been screaming, too.
There was a strange sort of magic to being a person holding another person after not being held by someone for a long time. There was another strange sort of magic to understanding you’d been using words and silence the wrong way for a long time.
He looked once more like the dreamer she’d met, the one she’d thought might have all the answers. Her first true friend who didn’t share a face with her.
My baby
Niall just wanted to be human, he just wanted it all to be easy, to be happy—
Honestly Niall is incredibly relatable
It looked like a child, just a little younger than Declan.
So Niall’s contribution was feelings.
This was a terrifying experience for all involved.
All that was left was the longing and the feelings.
He wanted to go back into nothingness and never return.
Niall was filled with such a rush of relief.
that was simply his ordinary expression, even as a little kid.
Love had changed the situation. Niall didn’t yet love the strange, dangerous child, but he loved Declan, and Declan loved Ronan. So Ronan lived. And the Barns became rich.
They were his sons, he was their father, they were a family.
He was making them in his image, and they loved him for it. And Mór loved Declan. But she could never love Ronan. She could never see Ronan as a boy. He was always it: the Greywaren.
His father had loved him, adored him, favored him. Given up everything for him.
All this time, the biggest lie Declan had told himself was that he hated his father. What he’d really meant, every time he thought it, every single day, was: I miss him.
Oh my god
Ronan was not to ask to sleep elsewhere.
“Where’s Adam?” Hennessy asked, “What?” “Adam. My Adam. Adam!”
ADAM
He was barely even Ronan Lynch anymore. He didn’t have to take up any of that body’s habits that he didn’t need anymore.
“Nathan has Adam and Jordan.”
Bruh
What would Hennessy have been without Jay? Jordan.
There it is
“You just like the look of them?” she’d asked. Bomb, whispered the square object next to her.
Hennessy was part of Jordan, or the other way around.
Now they were just two ex-dreamers made fearless by life.
This entire time, even as Nathan had descended the stairs, Ronan had not taken his eyes off Adam Parrish’s body.
Oh my god
He said, “I am one of those things.”
AAAAAAYYYEEE
Ronan Lynch chose to be human. He had been drawn to it at the start, and he was still drawn to it now. What was Bryde? More dreamstuff. What was Hennessy? Human. What was Ronan? Torn between.
He no longer looked torn between. He was both at once; there was no dissonance.
OH MY GOD
Jordan was meant to be larger than life, taking up space, making electric portraits, dominating the art world.
