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Twelve Bones (Sixteen Souls, #2) Twelve Bones by Rosie Talbot
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“That’s the kind of love that beats evil in the movies. It marches against armies, connects people over eons, shattering time and defeating death until it stands at the end of the universe, defiant and blazing.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Love someone enough and you’re capable of the worst things imaginable. You’ll do anything to protect them.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“New date idea,” I say, cheerful. “It’s a bit out there, but how do you feel about breaking into a mortuary?” There’s a laugh in Sam’s voice as he replies. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Yeah… Excessive property damage is definitely more of a supervillain thing. Actually, no, scrap that. I’ve seen all the Marvel movies, they trash everything.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Until the last remnants of the last black holes,” Leonie whispers, her fingers tangled in his. He smiles at her. “The stars have nothing on us.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“My fear creeps in, fresh panic, cold on my skin. I swallow it down. Yeah, I’m scared, that doesn’t make me weak.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“The truth is, I can’t save him, just as he can’t protect me. Shit happens, life throws impossible things at us. We’re gonna bruise and hurt and somehow find the courage to keep going. Sam never needed my protection, only my support.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“I’ll love her every day for as long as I live, and then every day after. I’m glad my two families have finally had a chance to connect.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Tell my beloved James I ended mine afterlife in defence of noble friends,” Villiers wheezes, then frowns, looking down at the slashes in his doublet. He pats at the wound. Realizing the cuts don’t go deeper than the fabric, he rights himself. “Oh, tis but a scratch.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“For some reason I remember the first time I saw him, waxed jacket, dimples, the shock of white amongst his dark curls, and how he spun me off balance. My heart feels like it’s caught somewhere in my throat because now he’s the axis of everything.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“I keep scrolling, finding more pictures of Sadie with the same lass. They seem close. She’s tagged. I hop over to her account, Jory Chambers. “Yeah, I don’t think they were roommates,” says Mitch, leaning over my shoulder.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Maybe they have magic bone rings, kind of like the Nazgul?” says Ollie. “You know, Ringwraiths.” Sitting back, I cross my arms. “How can a ghost wear a ring?” “Er … magic, obviously.” “What are these naz gool you speak of?” asks Marmaduke. “Fictional.” Sam downs his coffee. “We’re dealing with something real.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“I really like his hands. I think I like them as much as he hates them. They really get to him – he thinks they’re too slender and delicate, which is why they’re usually shoved in his pockets – but to me they’re strong. An anchor to grasp when I feel like I’m spiralling.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“He’s afraid of me dying and I’m afraid of him dying, and that might legit happen. Not in some distant future when we’re two old men winding each other up in an old folks’ home, but tomorrow. All it’d take is the wrong ghost, at the wrong time.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“They haven’t found a new place yet, but Sam took the time to buy embroidered handkerchiefs. Why am I so surprised? The lad wears cravats and bowties most days. Honestly, that just makes me fall for him even harder.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“I don’t think he realizes I’m always having an internal breakdown over everything he does. It’s not normal to be this into someone, is it?”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“The look on his face is the kind of thing that people cross oceans for.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“Usually, the dead give me more trouble than the living.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones
“They say York is the most haunted city in Europe. Don't I know it.”
Rosie Talbot, Twelve Bones