The Inheritance Games (The Inheritance Games, #1)
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He’d been there with me in the forest. I could feel his body over mine. Protecting me. I needed this. I needed something.
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Everyone is a little wrong sometimes, Heiress.
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“Yes?”
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“Yes, Heiress.”
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My lips closed over his. He kis...
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I could see a thousand versions of him in my mind: Balanced on the balcony’s railing. Shirtless and
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sunlit in the solarium. Smiling. Smirking. Our hands touching on the bridge. His body protecting mine in the Black Wood. Trailing a washcloth down my neck—
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Kissing him felt l...
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“That’s the thing, Heiress. If Emily taught me anything, it’s that everything is a game. Even this. Especially this.”
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How badly had I wanted Jameson to mean it when he’d told me I was special?
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one thing was perfectly clear. The game wasn’t over.
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Grayson let out a ragged breath, and then I felt him gently turning my face back toward his. “Avery.” He almost never used my given name. He gently traced the line of my jaw. “I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again. You have my word.”
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“You don’t know when to stop, do you, Heiress?”
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“To hell, eventually,” Jameson answered. “Probably to the wine cellar, for now.”
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I watched Emily Laughlin die.
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