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The Gender Fall (The Gender Game, #5) The Gender Fall by Bella Forrest
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“It was a silly thing, but if I had learned anything over the last few months, it was that humor was one of the only effective coping mechanisms.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“Still, I had faith we would figure something out.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“I’m still going to make you stop if you push yourself too hard,”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“my heart ached for him, and the ache translated into rage pulsing through my blood as I ran, just another grievance to fuel the fire of my anger.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“The world was a crueler place than the one my heart seemed to yearn for. If anyone needed evidence of that, they needed only to look at my past.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“Sleep was a refuge, the sweet blackness beckoning me in, cradling and hiding me from the pain and confusion.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“I blinked as his words hit me, the cold, angry bite of bitterness in them setting my teeth on edge. I knew Owen was hurting, but I hadn’t realized that hurt inside of him was a seed of anger and violence.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“Yet it was also more than that. I needed confirmation that I was alive, and his mouth was reminding me that not only was I alive, I was loved. After being so afraid, so confused, so lost in everything that had happened, been happening, for so long, I hadn’t realized how much I craved physical contact, if only to reassure me this wasn’t the end for us.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“You know what my father did.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“grumbled a curse and grabbed my gun, sliding back the muzzle and chambering a round.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall
“And then, abruptly, the voice turned to a different tone—sharper, harsher, more desperate. Then it hushed altogether. The sensation was like sitting by a window, reading, only to become aware that the grasshoppers had stopped singing—a sign that a predator was among them, in the bushes, waiting to feast on the first brave soul who started to sing.”
Bella Forrest, The Gender Fall