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“There's no letting you go, Red. It would be easier if you asked me to tear my heart out with my own fucking hands.”
― Twisted Hate
― Twisted Hate
“I love you. So fucking much.”
I thought saying those words for the first time would feel strange.
They didn’t.
They felt like they’d been waiting to find their home all these years and found it in her.”
― Twisted Lies
I thought saying those words for the first time would feel strange.
They didn’t.
They felt like they’d been waiting to find their home all these years and found it in her.”
― Twisted Lies
“Tell me again what you said at the revel," he says, climbing over me, his body against mine.
"What?" I can barely think.
"That you hate me," he says, his voice hoarse. "Tell me that you hate me."
"I hate you," I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you."
He kisses me harder.
"I hate you," I breathe into his mouth. "I hate you so much that sometimes I can't think of anything else.”
― The Wicked King
"What?" I can barely think.
"That you hate me," he says, his voice hoarse. "Tell me that you hate me."
"I hate you," I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over. A litany. An enchantment. A ward against what I really feel. "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you."
He kisses me harder.
"I hate you," I breathe into his mouth. "I hate you so much that sometimes I can't think of anything else.”
― The Wicked King
“If she got kidnapped, the kidnapper would probably return her within the hour due to sheer irritation.”
― Twisted Hate
― Twisted Hate
“I missed you," I whisper against his skin and feel dizzy with the intimacy of the admission, feel more naked than when he could see every inch of me. "In the mortal world, when I thought you were my enemy, I still missed you."
"My sweet nemesis, how glad I am that you returned." He pulls my body against his, cradling my head against his chest. We are still lying on the floor, although a perfectly good bed is right next to us.”
― The Queen of Nothing
"My sweet nemesis, how glad I am that you returned." He pulls my body against his, cradling my head against his chest. We are still lying on the floor, although a perfectly good bed is right next to us.”
― The Queen of Nothing
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