The School for Good and Evil: The Complete 6-Book Collection
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and delivered a swift, loud fart. 
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Sophie tackled Agatha. “YOU RUIN EVERYTHING!” To everyone
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Sophie ATTACKED. Because she’s a villain
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Slowly a big black wolf rose from shadows, twice the size of all the other wolves. But this one had a human’s body with a thick, hairy chest, sinewy arms, bulging calves, and massive feet. The Beast cracked open a scroll of parchment and read in a deep growl.
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Smut has ruined me.
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NOOOOOOO! she just murdered the hot wolf
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leaving him and his father alone.
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Well that’s because he’s morrigans son. Incest is a game the whole family can play.
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do.” “I do.”
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Jesus Sophie is a useless twat with 0 redemption
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Bro what?! She’s like 14
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Not gonna lie, I like that the movie adaptation casted these characters to be black. There are TOO MANY white people in this story.
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“Let’s say you free the Storian against all odds.”
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Are the princesses gay now? This just got more interesting
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“Death to Boys!”
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Wait … so they would rather ruin EVERYONES chance at happily ever after, all because of this? Like… I get it, you don’t like men, but they are a necessary evil. You can’t self procreate.
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Without boys, LIFE HAS NO POINT!”
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She’s not gay
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touching his lips to hers. . . .
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So is this a trans thrupple now?
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“Then kiss me, Sophie, and do not break it,”
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Gross mom
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“It’s just . . . those first two years, we were chasing the idea of being together, rather than actually being together. I got to know Filip better than I ever got to know you: staying up past curfew together, stealing lamb chops from the Supper Hall, or even just sitting on a rooftop and talking—you know, about our families or what we’re afraid of or what kind of pie we like. Doesn’t matter how it all turned out, really. . . . He was my first real friend.”