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April 22 - April 27, 2024
How can you be so unfeeling? Evangeline thought. Jacks stroked the Darling girl’s cheek, his eyes still on Evangeline. How can you keep mistaking me for someone who cares?
Evie he's doubling down on things that will push you away because hes scared of what hes feeling and what he knows youre feeling
“What do you know about what I need?” Jacks’s long fingers grazed the slit of her skirt. She swallowed a gasp. The touch had to be an accident. He flashed a dimple as his fingers moved under the fabric, stroking her bare thigh as he gently parted the slit in her skirt.
Evangeline couldn’t sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she flashed back to the hallway with Jacks. Her skin went hot, and then she was wide awake.
The Inglorious History of House Slaughterwood.
appeared to list names of Slaughterwood family members:
Glory in Death
returned to the line about flowers and mirth.
Luc seemed to be more lonely than hungry, just like the last time she’d seen him. Evangeline was not an expert on vampires, but she wondered if being a vampire meant more than just thirsting for blood. Vampires didn’t age.
maybe their hearts were like that as well, making it harder for them to move on from things in their past.
It was quiet, so still she could almost hear the flickering of candles in sconces. Then she saw it—a streak of moonlight hair attached to a shadowy figure darting quickly down the hall. Petra.
Petra had seemed to dislike Jacks, and yet Evangeline couldn’t shake the idea that Petra had just come from Jacks’s room.
she loved the way Jacks smelled, like apples and magic and crisp, cold nights that made her want to curl up in a blanket.
“Just be sure you don’t kill her,” LaLa said. “I’ve also seen the way you two look at each other. Last night when I walked into the dining hall, I was half-terrified you were going to kiss her in the middle of the party.”
“You need to let me go.” “That’s not an option.” His eyes flickered down to hers as if by accident, as if he meant to keep her at a distance, but he couldn’t help but pull her in. “You’re in danger again. We need to leave.”
“No, Jacks—I’m not going anywhere with you. I heard you and LaLa. I heard everything you said. I know what she did to Apollo. I know you kept it from me. And I know—