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“Well, I don’t want it,” Elara sobbed. “I want my shadows. I won’t touch it. I’ve survived twenty-three years without it. It’s not mine.”

well actually love the moonlight IS yours and the shadows ARE NOT

Elara didn’t give a fuck that they were in a room full of Stars, undercover. With a snarl of her lips, she summoned her powers, ready to make the man beg and scream for what she’d just seen. The lights flickered, and she readied herself to turn the doorman’s mind to a screaming pile of mush as shadows closed in on them all, to relish in his fear as he pissed himself.

she's really stupid sometimes... ur undercover...

not reading very fast now that i am back at work

oh jesus

“You have forgotten one key detail in your arrogance.”
“One of us took the Sun from the Moon. We took the queen of darkness’s hope, her one redeeming quality—the guiding remembrance that she is not all shadow.”
He placed the coin carefully in the centre of the table.
“Elara’s light is gone. She has nothing to save her. Nothing to hold her back. It is not him we should fear. It is her.”

oh damn

WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING

I HATE THIS BOOK IT'S JUST RIPPING MY HEART OUT

"You may have erased the scars from my back, but you couldn’t erase them from my mind. For so many years I thought I’d deserved it. That the little prince wasn’t good enough. Maybe if he had worked harder, or cried less, or taken his punishments better, then it would have stopped.” Enzo shook his head.
“But I am not a prince anymore. I am King,” the Lion of Helios finished. “Long may I reign.”

YES ENZO

oh thank god

“ “You’re not the only one good at illusions, Elara,” Enzo crooned. “It was easy to pretend, easier still to get you to trust me.” He chuckled. As she roamed his face, she found herself looking at a stranger’s. A thousand memories flitted behind her eyes, each one whipping her painfully.”

what the fuck

what the fucking fuck is going on

WHAT

Enzo gave a dark laugh. “You overestimate my compassion, Elara, and underestimate how deeply mine you are. I would let the whole world burn if it kept you warm.”

AW

WOOOHOOO

oh for fucks sakes

oh fucking course i hate the king

WOOHOOO

i don't like the king he is sus

“As though on cue, Merissa bustled in, practically glowing, her usually beautiful green eyes even more so, sparkling, and alight. “Happy solstice!” she squealed, kissing Elara square on the lips. 
“Well, that’s the most action I’ve gotten in weeks.”
“Tradition,” Merissa replied breezily. “It’s bad luck in Helios not to kiss the ones you love on the solstice.”

i love them all

i love them and i am getting all giddy this is exactly what i was looking for

“I’m pissed off,” she replied, hurling the book across the lawn.
“And what did that book ever do to you?!”
“The heroine of the story just lost all of her magick. Why do they always do that? She was so strong and powerful, and then at the end, she just gave it all up!”
Enzo chuckled, taking a grape from the platter between them. “So, you’d never give up your powers?”
“Never,” she swore vehemently

LMAO GOOD

“People can only meet you as deeply as they’ve met themselves.”

i love this quote so much and literally live by it. so therefore enzo is smart

“And she is not all you have left, El.”
Elara huffed out a laugh. “Yes. I have you, a man who has only started to tolerate me.” She shook her head. “I don’t have anyone in my corner, not really.”
Enzo let out a harsh breath of impatience. “I do not just tolerate you, Elara. You are my favourite part of the day.”

IM GONNA SOB

“They barely let me outside the palace walls.”
“‘I feel like there’s a ‘but’ coming,” Enzo remarked.
“However—”
“However is another word for ‘but’,” he muttered. She shot him a look before continuing.

i love him

“He inclined his head. “Yes, I did.”
“Why?” she asked, her voice low.
He groaned, closing his eyes. “Gods, I’m going to regret this in the morning, but I’m drunk, so fuck it.” He raked a hand through his curls as Elara’s heart pounded.
“Because Elara, I may be a monster, but you make me want to be a saint.”

he's a poet

“Chances are I’m going to be in dresses a lot of the time. So, I choose to practice fighting in one. A woman can be anything she wishes. Soft and fierce. Deadly and kind. She does not have to choose.”

yes elara i like you

“So, are you going to take him up on his offer?” Enzo checked his nails, looking around the cool, shade filled street as he said it.
Elara laughed. “Gods no. He’s far too full of himself. And blonds aren’t my type.” She smirked, rapping three times on the door before her.
Enzo nodded, his lip quirking minutely before he pulled it back into a scowl.

I CANT HE IS TRYNA PLAY IT COOL IM LAUGHING

okay yeah i like this book