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Torn
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Jennifer L. Armentrout37,169 ratings, 3.98 average rating, 2,835 reviews
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“They love me. You see, brownies are, like, the shit in the Otherworld. So I am the supreme shit here.”
I frowned, wondering if he knew how that sounded.”
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I frowned, wondering if he knew how that sounded.”
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“Oh no, me wanting this is never going to happen. Like, the never-ever part is Taylor Swift level of never-ever.”
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“You cannot let anyone know what you are.”
“Gee. Really? I was thinking about updating my Facebook to halfling status.”
He cocked his blondish-white head to the side. “You don’t have a Facebook, Ivy.”
I sighed.
Tink continued, because of course. “I looked for you. Wanted to add you as my friend so I could poke you, and I know people don’t poke anymore, but I think poking is a great way to express how one—”
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“Gee. Really? I was thinking about updating my Facebook to halfling status.”
He cocked his blondish-white head to the side. “You don’t have a Facebook, Ivy.”
I sighed.
Tink continued, because of course. “I looked for you. Wanted to add you as my friend so I could poke you, and I know people don’t poke anymore, but I think poking is a great way to express how one—”
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“I was not alone in any of this. I was only a little torn, but not broken. “Yeah,” I said. “I’ll be okay.” And I was brave.”
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“Your mere presence makes me wish for a fifty-story window to jump out of and a cement sidewalk below. Or a moat. A moat with a dozen hungry alligators in it.”
He smirked. “You always paint such lovely pictures with your words, little bird.”
“I’m going to paint lovely pictures with your intestines,” I shot back.
Drake laughed.
I hated him.
Seriously.”
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He smirked. “You always paint such lovely pictures with your words, little bird.”
“I’m going to paint lovely pictures with your intestines,” I shot back.
Drake laughed.
I hated him.
Seriously.”
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“Ren exhaled heavily. “God, you’re so annoying.”
“So?” Tink hovered in front of the couch, his wings furiously beating the air. “I’m rubber and you’re glue!”
Ren turned to face the little guy. “What?”
“Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you!”
Ren stared at him and then slowly shook his head as he turned back to me. “It’s like living with a two-year-old with the mental capacity of a fifteen-year-old boy.”
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“So?” Tink hovered in front of the couch, his wings furiously beating the air. “I’m rubber and you’re glue!”
Ren turned to face the little guy. “What?”
“Whatever you say bounces off me and sticks to you!”
Ren stared at him and then slowly shook his head as he turned back to me. “It’s like living with a two-year-old with the mental capacity of a fifteen-year-old boy.”
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“So, you’re telling me that this entire time you’ve actually been pretending to be small?”
“Not exactly pretending,” he replied thoughtfully. “Being small is the same as being large.”
I widened my eyes. “That makes no sense.”
“I warned you, Ivy. I even asked you if you knew what you had living in your house.” Ren kindly took that exact moment to remind me of this.
I turned devil eyes on him. “Did you know he was actually six-and-a-half-feet tall and anatomically correct?”
Ren’s nose wrinkled. “Well, no.”
“Then shut the hell up!”
Ren threw his hands up. “Alrighty then.”
“Why would you think I wasn’t anatomically correct in the first place?” Tink asked, sounding offended.”
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“Not exactly pretending,” he replied thoughtfully. “Being small is the same as being large.”
I widened my eyes. “That makes no sense.”
“I warned you, Ivy. I even asked you if you knew what you had living in your house.” Ren kindly took that exact moment to remind me of this.
I turned devil eyes on him. “Did you know he was actually six-and-a-half-feet tall and anatomically correct?”
Ren’s nose wrinkled. “Well, no.”
“Then shut the hell up!”
Ren threw his hands up. “Alrighty then.”
“Why would you think I wasn’t anatomically correct in the first place?” Tink asked, sounding offended.”
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“They age,” Tink said. “And die like humans. I’m a brownie. Therefore, I do not need to feed. I just age very, very, very slowly.”
“I’m guessing you’re probably still in your toddler years then,” Ren muttered from up front.
Tink snorted. “I’ll have you know that I’m two hundred years old.”
My eyes widened as I looked over at him. “What?”
Faye laughed softly. “Brownies can live to be over a thousand years old. In human years, he’s barely twenty.”
Ren snickered.
Tink’s eyes narrowed.”
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“I’m guessing you’re probably still in your toddler years then,” Ren muttered from up front.
Tink snorted. “I’ll have you know that I’m two hundred years old.”
My eyes widened as I looked over at him. “What?”
Faye laughed softly. “Brownies can live to be over a thousand years old. In human years, he’s barely twenty.”
Ren snickered.
Tink’s eyes narrowed.”
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“I popped the tab off the Coke and took a drink. Tink had filled the sink up with water. I had no idea what he—
Tink cocked his arm back and moved the stick—no, it was a pole—forward. My eyes widened.
I shot forward, almost dropping the soda. “What the fuck? Tink! Are youfishing in my sink?”
He looked up. “Yeah,” he said, drawing the word out.
Sitting the Coke on the counter, I slowly approached the sink. “If there are fish in my sink, I swear to God, I’m flushing you down a toilet.”
Tink shot me a bored look. “As if I’d fit down a toilet.”
“Tink!”
He sighed. “Relax. They’re not real fish.” Dropping to his knees, he reached into the water and pulled out a small, red plastic fish. “I tried to order real ones from Amazon, but alas, they do not sell them.”
I fell back against the counter, breathing a sigh of relief. Thank God for the small things in life.”
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Tink cocked his arm back and moved the stick—no, it was a pole—forward. My eyes widened.
I shot forward, almost dropping the soda. “What the fuck? Tink! Are youfishing in my sink?”
He looked up. “Yeah,” he said, drawing the word out.
Sitting the Coke on the counter, I slowly approached the sink. “If there are fish in my sink, I swear to God, I’m flushing you down a toilet.”
Tink shot me a bored look. “As if I’d fit down a toilet.”
“Tink!”
He sighed. “Relax. They’re not real fish.” Dropping to his knees, he reached into the water and pulled out a small, red plastic fish. “I tried to order real ones from Amazon, but alas, they do not sell them.”
I fell back against the counter, breathing a sigh of relief. Thank God for the small things in life.”
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“It had been me—it had always been me. And Ren—oh my God—Ren was here to find and kill me, because the prince of the mother freaking Otherworld was free in the mortal realm. The Prince was here to knock up a halfling, to make an apocalypse baby . . . with me.
Me.
I was going to vomit.
Like all over the hardwood floors of my bedroom.”
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Me.
I was going to vomit.
Like all over the hardwood floors of my bedroom.”
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“And you just now say something?” Tink vaulted over the couch. Like, jumped up and cleared the back and landed, standing on the center cushion.
I gaped at him. “How in the world did your towel stay on for that when I can’t even get one to stay wrapped around me when I get out of the shower?”
“Magic,” he replied. “Seriously. ”
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I gaped at him. “How in the world did your towel stay on for that when I can’t even get one to stay wrapped around me when I get out of the shower?”
“Magic,” he replied. “Seriously. ”
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“I’m very powerful, Ivy. I’ve told you that a hundred thousand times before, but you probably just ignored me. Big things come in small packages.”
“That . . . explains nothing,” I stated.
He cocked his head to the side. “Well, I am kind of like a house elf.”
“Oh my God!” I shrieked, jumping off the couch. “You are not a house elf! This isn’t the wizarding world of fucked up! You’re fully grown. Likeman-sized grown.”
“I’m going to pretend you did not speak of the wizarding world in such a tone,’” he replied snottily.”
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“That . . . explains nothing,” I stated.
He cocked his head to the side. “Well, I am kind of like a house elf.”
“Oh my God!” I shrieked, jumping off the couch. “You are not a house elf! This isn’t the wizarding world of fucked up! You’re fully grown. Likeman-sized grown.”
“I’m going to pretend you did not speak of the wizarding world in such a tone,’” he replied snottily.”
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“Ren easily stepped around me. “I’ll get it.”
“You know, I can do that.”
He kept going. “I’m just being a gentleman.”
“More like he’s being an overprotective bully,” Tink commented from where he suddenly appeared in the hallway. “I was hoping you’d be gone by now. Alas, Queen Mab and your God both hate me.”
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“You know, I can do that.”
He kept going. “I’m just being a gentleman.”
“More like he’s being an overprotective bully,” Tink commented from where he suddenly appeared in the hallway. “I was hoping you’d be gone by now. Alas, Queen Mab and your God both hate me.”
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“Suddenly Tink was right in front of my face, causing me to jerk back. “I know you’re mad at me and you probably want to slice and dice me up and wear my skin as a new bracelet.”
I glanced around. “Um. That’s not exactly what I want to do.”
Hope widened his eyes.
“But I kind of want to flush you down a toilet,” I amended.
He gasped. “I’d get stuck! And these pipes are old. How would you even do that? I’m not a goldfish.”
I rolled my eyes.”
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I glanced around. “Um. That’s not exactly what I want to do.”
Hope widened his eyes.
“But I kind of want to flush you down a toilet,” I amended.
He gasped. “I’d get stuck! And these pipes are old. How would you even do that? I’m not a goldfish.”
I rolled my eyes.”
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“He turned his head in my direction and smiled. My stomach flipped, and not in a good way. “I didn’t give you permission either.”
I spread my arms wide. “Look at all the fucks I have to give. I give zero. Zero fucks.”
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I spread my arms wide. “Look at all the fucks I have to give. I give zero. Zero fucks.”
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“Sorry?” He stood. “I’m really not good at saying sorry and sounding like I mean it, but I do mean it.”
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“Ah, you are amusing.”
“I am not amusing!” I lifted my chin. “I’m pissed.”
“Really,” he replied dryly. “I never would’ve guessed that.”
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“I am not amusing!” I lifted my chin. “I’m pissed.”
“Really,” he replied dryly. “I never would’ve guessed that.”
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“So I was thinking . . .”
“That’s what I smell.”
“Geez.” I rolled my eyes. “You and Tink have more in common than you want to admit.”
“I might have to kick you out of the bed for that.”
I snorted. “Um, yeah, you can’t kick me out of my own bed. Sorry.”
“Whatever,” he replied. “What were you thinking about?”
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“That’s what I smell.”
“Geez.” I rolled my eyes. “You and Tink have more in common than you want to admit.”
“I might have to kick you out of the bed for that.”
I snorted. “Um, yeah, you can’t kick me out of my own bed. Sorry.”
“Whatever,” he replied. “What were you thinking about?”
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“I sighed.
Tink was sitting on the couch beside me and he’d commandeered my laptop at some point. The Walking Dead was on the television—well, it was on the Amazon Fire Stick TV thingy that the little bastard had ordered a few days ago unbeknownst to me. On my laptop, he was watching old episodes of Supernatural. I think he was on season three judging by the current length of Sam Winchester’s hair.
At least it wasn’t Harry Potter andTwilight this time, because I was getting really tired of hearing him quote Edward Cullen and Ron Weasley at the same time.”
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Tink was sitting on the couch beside me and he’d commandeered my laptop at some point. The Walking Dead was on the television—well, it was on the Amazon Fire Stick TV thingy that the little bastard had ordered a few days ago unbeknownst to me. On my laptop, he was watching old episodes of Supernatural. I think he was on season three judging by the current length of Sam Winchester’s hair.
At least it wasn’t Harry Potter andTwilight this time, because I was getting really tired of hearing him quote Edward Cullen and Ron Weasley at the same time.”
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“I was worried about you, Ivy-Divy. You slept like you were a Disney princess who ate a rotten apple.” I arched a brow as I scratched the kitten above its tail. “I think you mean a poisoned apple.” “Whatever. Same difference. Prince Charming over there couldn’t wake you with a kiss,” he said. “That’s all I know.” “You’re going to need more than a Prince Charming to wake you when I knock your ass unconscious,” Ren said with little heat behind the threat, watching Dixon as he curled into a little ball and promptly went to sleep.”
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“And those tears came from the dark, cold place inside me that his words, those three beautiful words, had begun to thaw and shine light upon.”
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“He knows coercing or tricking you isn’t going to get the deed done, so he’s probably trying to learn how not to be a sexed up dickhead.”
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“Oh my Queen Mab, I thought you were dead! Or at least knocked up! And I thought I’d be dead, because no one but Jerk-Face over there knew about me, and I thought I would starve. Starve to death!” “Tink,” Ren warned, voice low.”
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“You should go update your Match.com profile with that information. The ladies will be lining up outside, because nothing screams romance like being held captive in a cage.”
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“Why would you want to be with someone who does not fully accept who you are?” he asked.”
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“I’d asked Tink about good fae when I got home. He’d been busy on my computer, creating If Daryl Dies We Riot memes. He’d genuinely appeared confused by my line of questioning. According to my pint-sized roommate, all fae were bad. There was no such thing as a good fae. Something had occurred to me while I’d watched him concentrate, the white glare from my computer lighting up his face. “Do you ever leave this house, Tink? Go anywhere?” He’d frowned up at me like I’d asked him why I should watch The Walking Dead. “Why would I leave? This place has everything I need, and if it doesn’t, I can order it from Amazon.” He’d paused. “Though, on second thought, we could use a live-in chef, because you can’t cook for shit.”
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