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“Neither Julian nor Emma slept well that night, though each of them thought they were the only one troubled, and the other one was probably resting just fine.”

i hate them sm🥹✋

“Someone had scrawled the initials JB+LH into the paint by the window.”

Jessie and Lucie🥹

“he’d seen Kieran at revels, at a distance; seen the smaller faeries scatter in front of him. Girls and boys who hung on his arms, hoping for a word or look, because the favor of even a disgraced prince was currency. And Kieran, granting neither those words nor those looks, because his words and looks were all for Mark. All for what they had between them when the Wild Hunt was looking away . . .”

“Cristina had slipped away without Mark noticing—though he had felt her absence, as a sort of pang in his chest, after she was gone. ”

asta merit sa am

“Gwyn’s lips twitched at the corners. “Speaking of dreams,” he said. “You have been in mine, and often.I would that you would meet me, formally, that I might court you,” said Gwyn. , the leader of the Wild Hunt, nervous. “We could together slay a frost giant, or devour a deer”

om a second note i find him quite charming

“. “That must be the lovely Diana,” he said, gesturing toward the Blackthorns’ tutor. “Gwyn was most enraptured with her.”

SHE IS GET IN THE LINE GWYN

“He had never had anyone but his father, and he was sure beyond any words that his father had never loved him like that.”

felt

“What about the Clave?” said Ty. “Have you talked to the Clave?”
“Are they ever useful?” Kit muttered under his breath”

SO TRUE

“and though there were valuable first editions of books in the enormous library, most of them had been scribbled in by some idiot named Will H.”

sobbing MY MAN

THIS WAS SO GOOD ce naibaaa noapte buna tho ca mi cad ochii n gura

“Beautiful boy,” she said. “You were wasted on the Wild Hunt. You could have served here in my Court.”

YOU WERE THE ONE WHO GAVE HIM AWAY PROAST O

“ if she leaned toward him, if she wanted him at all, he would give up and break down and apart. Even if it meant betraying his brother, he would do it. He would pull her toward him and bury himself in her, in her hair and her skin and her body.”

"But now he knew imagination was a pale thing. That even when it bled from him in the form of paint on canvas, it couldn’t capture the richness of her skin on his, the sweet-hot taste of her mouth. Wanting wouldn’t kill him, he thought, but knowing what he was missing might.”

“He’d always thought desire was meant to be a pleasurable feeling. He’d never thought it could cut like this, like razors under his skin. He’d thought before that night on the beach with Emma that he wanted her more than anyone had ever wanted. He’d thought the wanting might kill him. "

MURDEROUS JULIAN????say less i'm gasping for air FITE MA

MALCOM FADE IS "SURPRISINGLY" ALIVE. i still wanna see him with annabele SO THATS GREAT.

“We are Centurions,” Zara said. “We don’t take orders from you—”
Diana whirled on her. “Shut up, you stupid child,” she said in a voice of cold fury. “As if the Dearborns didn’t cower in Zurich during the Dark War? You’ve never been in a real battle. I have. Don’t speak another word.”

SO TRUE DIANA HUMBLE THE BITCH doamne urasc tarfa asta MORI SUGI

“. “I don’t like crowds of people in general. When they’re all talking at the same time, and making noise. Crowds are the worst—especially places like the Pier. Have you ever been there?” He made a face. “All the lights and the shouting and the people. It’s like broken glass in my head.”

“No,” Kit said. He wasn’t, really. Maybe a little. Looking at Ty made him not want to think about it. It made him want to discover a mystery so he could present it to Ty for solving, the way you might give someone who loved candy a box of See’s.”

sobbing

JULIAN IS SO HOT 🙆‍♀️🙆‍♀️

am luat o pauză ca sa plang dupa Will care nici macar nu e in cartea asta CACI ESTE MORT, dar n am trecut peste

i love julian sm

“Julian could still feel the fingerprints of the leanansídhe all over him. He knew what leanansídhe were—wild faeries who took the shape of whatever you wanted to see, seduced you, and fed on your blood and skin.
At least he was the only one who would have seen Emma. ”

il vreaubpe omu asta CU O ARDOARE

“She reached out. Julian stumbled back. He had never in his life kissed anyone but Emma; he felt sick now, in his heart and guts. He wanted to reach for a seraph blade, to burn the air between them, to feel the familiar heat race up his arm and through his veins and cauterize his nausea.”

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“Emma, don’t,” he said. He didn’t know what he was asking, exactly. Don’t be close to me, I can’t bear it. Don’t look at me like that. Don’t be everything I want and can’t have. Don’t make me forget you’re Mark’s and anyway you could never be mine.”

“she asked, taking a step closer. Close enough to touch. Julian wondered if this was how drug addicts felt. Wanting what they knew they shouldn’t have. Thinking, Just this once won’t matter.”

si eu vreau dicked down de o zana ALO

FUTE MA

“His loose, wheat-colored shirt was open at the throat, and she could see that place she had always thought was the most beautiful spot on a man’s body, the smooth muscle over the clavicle and the vulnerable hollow.”

SO TRUE

white people are always causing trouble 🤢