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“Have I told you how hideous you look tonight?" Cardan asks, leaning back in the elaborately carved chair, the warmth of his words turning the question into something like a compliment.
"No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
"I cannot," he says, then frowns.”
― The Cruel Prince
"No," I say, glad to be annoyed back into the present. "Tell me."
"I cannot," he says, then frowns.”
― The Cruel Prince
“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
“I know seventy-nine ways to kill a man, and I can make seventy of them look like an accident.”
― Twisted Games
― Twisted Games
“What was it like?" I ask. "Being a serpent."
He hesitates. "It was like being trapped in the dark," he says. "I was alone, and my instinct was to lash out. I was perhaps not entirely an animal, but neither was I myself. I could not reason. There was only feelings--hatred and terror and the desire to destroy."
I start to speak, but he stops me with a gesture. "And you." He looks at me, his lips curving in something that's not quite a smile; it's more and less than that. "I knew little else, but I always knew you."
And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.”
― The Queen of Nothing
He hesitates. "It was like being trapped in the dark," he says. "I was alone, and my instinct was to lash out. I was perhaps not entirely an animal, but neither was I myself. I could not reason. There was only feelings--hatred and terror and the desire to destroy."
I start to speak, but he stops me with a gesture. "And you." He looks at me, his lips curving in something that's not quite a smile; it's more and less than that. "I knew little else, but I always knew you."
And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.”
― The Queen of Nothing
“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
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