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Stolen Heir (Brutal Birthright, #2) Stolen Heir by Sophie Lark
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“I see her, and she sees me. I was death, and she was life.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I see her, and she sees me. I was death, and she was life. I thought I’d had stolen her, brought her down to the underworld. All the while she was waking me up. Stirring the blood in my veins. Breathing air into my lungs.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“moja mała baletnica.” My little ballerina.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I was a corpse when I met you, Nessa,” he says. “No breath. No heart. No life. I felt nothing. I cared about nothing. Then I saw you, and you woke me up inside. I was such a fool at first. I was so numb that I thought that spark must be hatred. If I was a normal person, I would have realized it was love. Love at first sight. From the second I laid eyes on you.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“A marriage strangles and dies on apathy. Passion keeps it alive.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Do you know why I sent you away?” I ask her. “Yes,” she sobs. “Because you love me.” “That’s right,” I sigh.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“There he lays. My beast. My enemy. My captor.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“But now I feel that most dangerous emotion of all—guilt. The emotion that drains you, that makes you regret even the most necessary actions.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“She’s a piece of music that gets stuck in your head, repeating over and over. The more you hear it, the more it lodges in your brain. Most people become predictable, the longer you watch them. Nessa Griffin is the opposite. I thought I knew exactly who she was—a sheltered little princess. A dancer living in a fantasy world. But she’s much cleverer than I gave her credit for. She’s creative, perceptive. And genuinely kind.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Love is the one thing you can’t steal. You can’t create it, either. It either exists or it doesn’t. And if it exists, you can’t take it by force.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“What are you doing, little ballerina?” he growls.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Then I taste his lips and his tongue, I breathe in his scent, and it’s gasoline on an open flame. I’m the wood, he’s the accelerant. No matter how much we burn, we’re never used up.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I’ve never seen Dante with a girl. Aida told me he was in love once, a long time ago. But the girl broke his heart.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I’m more than good, and he’s more than bad. We’re opposites, and yet made for each other.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I’ll follow her. Stalk her. And take her at my leisure.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Now it’s all been ripped away, and what am I without it? A weak and frightened girl who is so deeply, deeply lonely that I would even sit down to dinner with my own kidnapper again, just to have someone to talk to.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I’m watching her with awe. The way a hunter would watch a doe that walks into a clearing. Nessa is the doe. She is lovely. Innocent. Perfectly at place in her natural environment. I’ll send my arrow straight into her heart.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“And then I kiss her. Her lips are parched from dancing. I lick those lips, tasting the salty skin, and then I thrust my tongue into her mouth, and I lick every part of that, too—teeth, tongue, palate. I inhale her scent and her taste. I fuck her mouth with my tongue.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Then you can go around the house and garden. Everywhere but the west wing.” I don’t ask him what’s in the west wing.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Now she’s looking at my arms again, trying to decipher the meaning of my tattoos. She won’t understand them. They’re dense, convoluted, and they have meaning only to me.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I stole you, Nessa. And you stole my heart. It’s yours forever.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“guilt. The emotion that drains you, that makes you regret even the most necessary actions.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Nessa, I’ll love you every second of my life. I’ll love you for exactly what you are, and whatever you become. Anything you want, I’ll make it happen for you. I’ll never hold you back. I’ll always tell you the truth. I’ll keep you safe and happy, at any cost.” I”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Be careful,” Kristoff says softly. “Remember who is your friend in this room, and who is your enemy.” “Remember what belongs to me, if you want to remain friends,” I reply.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“There is no fucking justice in this world.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Odejdź od niej,” he hisses. Get away from her.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“I wish you could fight back, moja mała baletnica.” My little ballerina.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Jak długo będziesz czekać?” Jonas says. “Tak długo, jak mi się podoba,” the Beast replies lazily. “Mogą śledzić cię tutaj.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Satin Birds,” by Abel Korzeniowski. Melancholy and haunting, but actually quite a beautiful song. One of my favorites, before this moment.”
Sophie Lark, Stolen Heir
“Zajac’s eyes narrow. “If you wanted restitution—” “There is no restitution,” I say bitterly. “She killed herself.”
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