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Whatever Jack is doing is transferring from me to them by touch.
That was his voice…in my fucking head
“You never considered that it was you I couldn’t stay away from?”
It looks considerably smaller than the one he arrived with, and I don’t want to even think about what he’s left behind in order to force me out faster.
“There’s only you, Violence. Is
“You have everything I have to give.” That’s enough…for now.
THREE I’ve never gotten dressed
He accused King Tauri, and all who came before him, of a conspiracy so vast, so unspeakable, that it does not bear repeating
“They were unmistakably venin and had one of their—” “Don’t say anything else,” Xaden interrupts. “You know that none of us can know the details or we put everything at risk. All it takes is one of us being interrogated.”
Just signal if you can get away from the disbelievers.”
The sweet glow of happiness, of love, trust, and affection that burned so brightly in my chest just a few minutes ago sputters painfully, gasping for oxygen like a campfire put out by a bucket of water once it outlives its usefulness. All I can do is watch as the embers drown and die.
One brother bonded to gryphon, one to dragon, and when the third grew jealous, he drew directly from the source, losing his soul and waging war on the other two.”
The truth rarely needs effort
Lies are comforting. Truth is painful.”
If venin exist, we’d have record. And yet there weren’t any copies of The Fables of the Barren in the Archives—the one location Navarre should have a copy of every book written or transcribed in the last four hundred years, which means Dad didn’t just give me a rare book…but a forbidden one. Four hundred years of tomes and not a single one— Four hundred years. But our history spans over six. Everything is a copy of an earlier work. The only original text in the Archives older than four hundred years—around the time we fell into war with Poromiel—are the original scrolls from the Unification
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“One generation to change the text. One generation chooses to teach that text. The next grows, and the lie becomes history.”
Deigh says that building on the other side of the road has a crate of something marked with Liam’s family crest,” Tairn
“He says it’s highly…unstable,” he
“It’s been. My honor.”
“There is no me without you,”
But it was the third brother, who commanded the sky to surrender its greatest power, who finally vanquished his jealous sibling at a great and terrible price.
I am the grandson of her second rider—the one who didn’t make it through the quadrant.
And Mom… Not going there.
“Brennan?” She stares at her brother in open-mouthed shock. Brennan just grins and opens his arms. “Welcome to the revolution, Violet.”
