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“Okay, fine, fine—the reports are so boring. General so-and-so took this segment of land. Army division so-and-so moved this far up. I practically cry in excitement when you send me to strangle someone instead.” Juliette clasped her hands together. “Please, just let me do the strangling.”
“You’d better frame that contract,” Juliette replied. “Kathleen almost got in a fistfight for it.”
“Selin, you must be tired.” “It is my bedtime, yes,”
Note that this is a almost nighteen year old
She lifted her brows. “I could buy a house with that amount.” Walter shrugged. “Buy it or not,” he said simply. “It is not my city that is soon to suffer.”
“I am begging you to stop watching the Wild West films coming from America,”
Lovers turned to strangers, and it cut deep enough to bleed.
“When this is over, I will have my revenge. You will answer to me for what you did.”
“Darling daughter”—Lord Cai pinched the bridge of his nose—“get in the car please.” “Father,” Juliette shot back, “I crave violence.” “Get in the car. Now.”
i love their relationship
“The foreigners see this country as an unborn child to keep in line,” she said. “No matter how they threaten us with their tanks, they will not harm us. They watch us split internally like embryos in the womb, twins and triplets eating each other until there is no one left, and they want nothing more than to stop it so we can come out whole for them to sell.” Juliette was grimacing when Rosalind turned back around. “Okay, first of all, that’s a disgusting metaphor and not how biology works.” Rosalind jazzed her hands around. “Ooh, look at me. I studied with Americans and I know how biology
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Juliette spun around, putting her hands on her hips. She glared at him for a long moment, but then she couldn’t help it. The smile slipped out. “Ah!” Marshall shrieked. Before Juliette could shush him, he was already lunging at her, picking her lithe frame off the ground and spinning her around until her head was dizzy. “She shows emotion!” “Cease immediately!” Juliette screeched. “My hair!”
I LOVE MARSHALL
She wished he would yell at her. Get angry. Tell her that she was useless, because that certainly seemed to be true. But he only welcomed her in every visit like he had missed her dearly.
Sfop im going to cry
She had to stop growing so fond of White Flowers. It would be the death of her.
Once, he would have burned the damn city to the ground just to keep her unharmed. Of course it was hard for him to hurt her now. It went against every fiber of his being. Every cell, every nerve—they had grown into place with one mantra: protect her, protect her. Even after knowing she had become someone else, even after hearing all the terrible things she had done in New York… she was still Juliette. His Juliette.
“These violent delights have violent ends,” Juliette whispered to herself. She tilted her head up to the clouds, to the light sea breeze blowing in from the Bund and stinging her nose with salt. “You have always known this.”
Sometimes, Benedikt was half-convinced there was someone else’s voice in his head: a miniature invader relentless against his ear. Poets spoke of internal monologues, but they were supposed to be nothing save metaphors, so why was his so loud? Why could he not shut himself up when it was just him?
“You need me,” Tyler said, to no one in particular, or perhaps to everyone. “You all need me.”
this is scary oml
Juliette’s eyes slid to Roma as the last of his cough died, checking only that he did not need a great big thump on the back. He seemed to recover. A shame.
such a shame
“Perhaps he thinks I am prettier,” he replied easily.
Don’t close your eyes, Juliette commanded herself. Watch the carnage. Watch the destruction. Feel the slick of the blood as it paints the carpeting red, and remember what is at stake in this city, all because some foreign merchant wants to play greedy. Juliette pulled her gun, aiming and shooting the monster in the gut.
All he could think about was Juliette—dying, she was dying, and he wouldn’t allow it. Some removed part of him determined that it was his job to kill her; the part of him in the present simply couldn’t bear it—not here, not now. “Don’t,” he whispered, a tremor breaking his voice. “Don’t.”
he’s in LOVEE
“Your life,” he seethed, “is not a game of luck.” “Since when,” Juliette spat, mimicking his emphasis, “did you care about my life?”
“I don’t.” He was trembling with his fury. “I hate you.” And when Juliette didn’t recoil, Roma kissed her.
Only he knew that if he screamed I hate you, what he really meant was I love you. I still love you so much that I hate you for it.
She wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to make a grab for it at some point on their way back into the city. Don’t even think about it, she mouthed. Wouldn’t imagine it, he mouthed back. “So,” the man said into the silence that had fallen. “Would you two like a bowl of wontons?”
Juliette shot a sharp look at him, then wondered if she could get away with holding a blade in her hand and tripping to slice his beautiful face—just a little, a red nick here and there.
The Langs had been triplets, but hardly anyone would have known by watching the three of them interact. Even after they were sent to Paris, the dynamic remained the same. Their third sister was an empty seat at the dining table because she was in bed again fighting a cold while Rosalind and Kathleen whispered secrets beneath their napkins, giggling if the tutors asked them to eat properly. Their third sister was the empty middle seat, absent at all the events Rosalind and Kathleen crashed, leaning on each other in the back of the car and laughing louder if the chauffeur glanced back in
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this is lowkey really sad
Like twin statues reaching for each other, they both fell asleep at last.
THEYRE IN LOVE OMGGGG
“How mighty you are,” he whispered quietly. “I am grateful that our roles are not switched, for I would have dove headfirst into the Huangpu should I be left in this world without you.”
“I’m not saving this city because it is good,” she said carefully. “Nor am I saving this city because I am good. I want it safe because I wish to be safe. I want it safe because safety is always what is deserved, goodness or wickedness alike.”
“You threw the knife at me.” “And now I’m stitching you up. Do you have any more complaints to air?”
“Stay still,” he commanded. “You’re clearly trying to kill me.” “I’m obviously not very good at it because you remain alive, so stay still!”
Because I cannot bear to see you hurt, even when I am the one hurting you the most.
AHHHHH
“Don’t tell me you went and got a lover,” he grumbled. “I’ve only been dead for five months and you’re already buying women presents?” Then Benedikt brought out a lighter and started to burn the ribbon. Marshall’s eyes bugged. “Oh. Oh, never mind.”
i love marshall omg
Because he had not made the illegal shot. Juliette had.
“I said I wanted you dead,” Roma confirmed. “I never said I didn’t love you.”
“I will fight this war to love you, Juliette Cai. I will fight this feud to have you, because it was this feud that gave you to me, twisted as it is, and now I will take you away from it.”
How fortunate it was that she was a modern girl who did not believe in the afterlife. Otherwise, she would certainly burn in hell for this.
“Are you okay?” Juliette leaned into the touch, exhaling. “What other choice is there?” “That’s not an answer, dorogaya.”
“Hello, Bàba,” Marshall spat. “You have terrible timing.”
WHAT
“I would rather the two of you not burn the world down each time you choose each other.”
that hurt
“Juliette is dead,” he whispered. “Dead by her own hand.”
DRAMA
“Look,” Benedikt said faintly, hardly hearing his own words as they slipped out. “You got your resurrection too.”
LOLLL
Roma had already reached Juliette, kissing her hard on the mouth. The embrace was so fierce that Juliette immediately stretched one of her hands back, trying to cover Alisa’s eyes.
I LOVE THIS BOOK SM
Roma breathed a laugh. “I’m asking you to marry me.”
“Juliette,” he breathed. “It is not as though my name is any better. It is not as though there is less blood on mine. You can call a rose something else, but it remains yet a rose.”
To have and to hold, where even death cannot part us. In this life and the next, for however long our souls remain, mine will always find yours. Those are my vows to you.”
A twinge of pain shot up his ankle. Please don’t be sprained. Please don’t be sprained. He took a step forward. The pain worsened. Oh, for crying out loud.
me whenever i play a sport
“Let the city weep,” she hissed. “We are past hope, past cure, past help.”
“I ruined us all for a love not true,” Rosalind whispered. “At the very least, I can still save you.”
rosalind my bb
“All that is good is gone, or perhaps it never existed. The blood feud kept us apart, forced us onto different sides. I will not allow death to do the same.”
