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The holy water also made it difficult to maintain any glamour—a powerful but subtle magic that disguised a Fallen’s true form.
Always the holy water lol
They were just lifting their heads when I reached across and grasped their wrists—no easy task with my own hands tied. That was all it took. I had hold of their minds now, and before they could seize me or shout an alarm, I disappeared in a burst of black smoke.
Mind control? This is different..
“I am the last of my kind,”
DOPE
Nightmares always drew stares. Whenever someone looked at me, they saw whatever face they believed the most beautiful. Like the nightmares that came at night, we were meant to be seductive. We were designed to lure our victims in. Then, when it was too late to draw back, we struck.
Nightmares may be lies, but we don’t have to be liars.
In the distance, there was a figure. He stood with his back to me, a breeze tousling his golden hair. Still in my pajamas, I rushed toward him. My best friend. Too bad he wasn’t real.
So she got an imaginary friend?
Already I could feel Oliver between my thighs, hard and ready.
Is she about to bang her imaginary friend….?
“Do you get punched a lot? You seem like the kind of faerie who gets punched a lot.”
“It means that I have killed,” he replied matter-of-factly. “It means that I am constantly torn between civility and ferocity. It means that I do not want you for a wife, but a mate. As to why you should accept me, above all others, consider this. I know exactly what you are... and I think it’s magnificent. Your enemies are my enemies. My power is your power. If nothing else, let that be the reason.”
Ok… tmypt
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a sound came from the woods.
Oliver is dat you?
I wanted him inside me, moving in me. My fingers fumbled for a zipper while his fingers made swift work of my shirt buttons.
0 to a hunnit reeeeal quick 😂 sis you basically said you hated him 5 minutes ago… I’m not mad tho
Like we were connected by a string, and it tugged within me each time he moved or inhaled.
✨ mates✨
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“Heavenly fire,”
Sheeeeeeesh
“I’m no dragon,” Collith murmured, referring to a species talked about even more than Nightmares, “but I’ll be damned again if I let my mate get killed so soon after finding her.”
🥵
Because no other faerie matches his power,”
“Until this evening,” we heard him say.
Is he banging her brother? And what she saw was like her brothers intense sexual fantasies being played out by the fae dude? I have so many questions
“You should stay! No more hiding. No more shame. In the Unseelie Court, we can be a family again!”
Is this a cult? Lol
“Haven’t you heard?” Jassin leaned close. He smelled like everything tempting and addictive. Like chocolate. Like sex. “Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.”
“They will write songs about you, Fortuna Sworn. Oh, how they’ll laugh and sing. You’ll be a legend. The female who married the King of the Unseelie Court and didn’t even know it.”
With every lash, I lost more than skin and blood. I lost the potential to someday love my mate.
P93 and we have pain 🥺
Because he’s not real, that inner voice whispered.
But he can eat you out like a real one 👀
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“See for yourself. The wounds are cleaned and covered in a salve of some kind.”
So is he real?.
“That’s still true. I simply want to survive the backlash when I create the kingdom I see in my dreams.”
Like I get it but still you watched her get whipped so badly
“You trade in edicts and secrets; mine is nightmares and terror.
This isn’t a dream, I realized.
So here’s my thought: she’s called a nightmare and can make people have nightmares by picking off their fears, but what if she can also create dreams
If Collith was a star-filled sky, Laurie was the breeze whispering past as you gazed upward. Beautiful, I thought. Like all the rest of them.
Beneath the haze of desire, I was dimly aware of another sensation spreading through me that had nothing to do with the physical. There was that sense of rightness again. That feeling of being complete, as though I’d been half a person all this time.
She’s bound. Wrapped in chains of her own making.
“The first tests your strength. The next tests your cunning. The last tests your devotion. And once you begin the trials, you can’t change your mind or stop halfway through. During my reign, no female has survived all of them.”
“I claimed my crown by other means,”
👀
“Fine. I murdered the previous king. That, dear wife, is how I began my noble reign.”
Alrighty then
I couldn’t beat them as a Nightmare. But maybe I could as a queen.
“Would it be so terrible, Fortuna? If someday, somehow I was there when you woke up?”
Nope, no it would not
“If you died, Fortuna, I’d follow you into whatever afterlife there is. The rest doesn’t really matter, does it?”
“It’s simple, really. Close your eyes. Picture the worst possible outcome. Be cruel to yourself. Spare no pain. Do this again, and again, and again. Until one day, you find yourself immune to it, and the fear no longer controls you.”
“The Queen of the Unseelie Court must possess extraordinary strength, for the crown is heavy. She must be as cunning as the Dark Prince, for she will defend our doors. She must be devoted to the people, for not all have power or wisdom to do so themselves.
“Can you see the future?” A muscle ticked in his jaw. Not from anger, the bond told me, but from an unwillingness to answer. More secrets, then. Fine.
Ok so Collith got the that’s so raven vibes
Just like that, I understood—this creature was already surrounded by its fear. It lived the nightmare at every moment. Above all else, it loathed being trapped down here. Pity swelled in me.
I immediately picture deathly hallows scene breaking into gringotts and the escape with the dragon
“You’re safe here,” I heard him say. “I won’t let anyone hurt you. Not again.”
God had created his angels beautiful for practical reasons, rather than aesthetic ones. A beautiful thing was much harder to destroy than an ugly thing.
If I didn’t find the door soon, did they intend to watch me wander the maze until I died of dehydration?
I once again am picturing HP GoF maze lol does the last trial involve merpeople?
The blackheads on his nose. The lines in his forehead. It seemed there was a price for his abilities—the Tongue was aging. I tucked the information away. You never knew what might come in handy later.
For what? A skincare routine?😂
That was when I noticed the individual tied to a wooden chair. It had been put before the dais for all to see. The person’s head and neck were covered by a burlap sack.
How very ACOTAR.. also I feel like somehow it’s Damon.. bc they know why she’s really doing this
Only when my hands were pink and stinging did I realize the truth; I would never be clean again.
My preference would’ve been to wait and begin a courtship,
COURT HER NOW
Another reason is that it’s simply my nature to withhold and distrust. I wasn’t born with this scar; someone bestowed it upon me. And there’s also the fact that… I just wanted you.”
Ok so Laurie cool and all but I’m so team Collith
Did he make trips to Barnes and Noble?
HAHAH
He was every inch the king of shadows and impulse.
HOT
