“Uff. Este era uno de esos momentos realmente maduros y raros en mi vida.
Mierda. ¿Dónde estaba Aiden para ver esto?”
― Half-Blood
Mierda. ¿Dónde estaba Aiden para ver esto?”
― Half-Blood
“—Límpiate un poco —me lanzó una sonrisa maliciosa—. No puedo tener a mi
pequeña «Apollyon en prácticas» hecha un desastre.
Cogí la toalla con fuerza.
—Si alguna vez vuelves a decir una estupidez así, te asfixiaré mientras duermes.
Levantó sus cejas doradas.
—Pequeña Álex, ¿estas sugiriendo que durmamos juntos?”
― Half-Blood
pequeña «Apollyon en prácticas» hecha un desastre.
Cogí la toalla con fuerza.
—Si alguna vez vuelves a decir una estupidez así, te asfixiaré mientras duermes.
Levantó sus cejas doradas.
—Pequeña Álex, ¿estas sugiriendo que durmamos juntos?”
― Half-Blood
“There is a difference between love and need. Sometimes, what you feel is immediate and without rhyme or reason.”
― Half-Blood
― Half-Blood
“Without thinking, I moved again, reaching out and touching the hand
resting near my thigh. Call it an experiment, but I wanted to see what would happen
Seth’s head whipped in my direction.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” And nothing was what happened. Confused, I wrapped my fingers around his.
“Doesn’t look like nothing,” His eyes narrowed on me.
“I guess so.” Giving up on my impromptu test, I lifted my hand. “Shouldn’t you be—” Whatever I was about to say died on my lips. Incredibly fast, Seth grabbed my hand and threaded his fingers through mine.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, ever so casually.
It happened. Being so close to him this time, I could see where the markings came from. The thick veins in his hand
were the first to darken, branching out before spreading up his arm. Mesmerized, I watched the inky tats cover every piece of exposed skin. Before my eyes, they shifted away from his veins, swirling around his skin. Breaking off into different designs as he—we—continued to hold hands.”
― Half-Blood
resting near my thigh. Call it an experiment, but I wanted to see what would happen
Seth’s head whipped in my direction.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.” And nothing was what happened. Confused, I wrapped my fingers around his.
“Doesn’t look like nothing,” His eyes narrowed on me.
“I guess so.” Giving up on my impromptu test, I lifted my hand. “Shouldn’t you be—” Whatever I was about to say died on my lips. Incredibly fast, Seth grabbed my hand and threaded his fingers through mine.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asked, ever so casually.
It happened. Being so close to him this time, I could see where the markings came from. The thick veins in his hand
were the first to darken, branching out before spreading up his arm. Mesmerized, I watched the inky tats cover every piece of exposed skin. Before my eyes, they shifted away from his veins, swirling around his skin. Breaking off into different designs as he—we—continued to hold hands.”
― Half-Blood
“It was just a hug, but gods, it meant so much. It meant everything.”
― Half-Blood
― Half-Blood
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