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"This book ain’t doing it for me…unfortunately. Vicious was just better in my opinion. I just son’t like the main characters in this one. I will push through tho" — Aug 01, 2023 01:46AM
"This book ain’t doing it for me…unfortunately. Vicious was just better in my opinion. I just son’t like the main characters in this one. I will push through tho" — Aug 01, 2023 01:46AM
Sofia Penttila
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read in July 2023
Sofia Penttila said:
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The MC is truly the type to die first in a horror movie… thankfully there aren’t too many moments that make you roll your eyes at her doing stupid things. Overall tho, such a fun series with some hot hot hooot spice. I will definitely finish this ser
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“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys."
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.”
― A Court of Mist and Fury
“To the stars who listen and the dreams that are answered”
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“I hope you defy the odds of most dreams and actually accomplish yours.”
― It Ends with Us
― It Ends with Us
“Rhysand stared at me for long enough that I faced him.
"Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
"Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
“He leaned in. I felt his breath against my neck, then the press of his mouth against my skin just above the collar, almost a sigh.
“Don’t,” I said. I drew back, but he held me tighter. His hand went to the nape of my neck, long fingers twining in my hair, easing my head back. I closed my eyes.
“Let me,” he murmured against my throat. His heel hooked around my leg, bringing me closer. I felt the heat of his tongue, the flex of hard muscle beneath bare skin as he guided my hands around his waist. “It isn’t real,” he said. “Let me.”
I felt that rush of hunger, the steady, longing beat of desire that neither of us wanted, but that gripped us anyway. We were alone in the world, unique. We were bound together and always would be.
And it didn’t matter.
I couldn’t forget what he’d done, and I wouldn’t forgive what he was: a murderer. A monster. A man who had tortured my friends and slaughtered the people I’d tried to protect. I shoved away from him. “It’s real enough.”
― Ruin and Rising
“Don’t,” I said. I drew back, but he held me tighter. His hand went to the nape of my neck, long fingers twining in my hair, easing my head back. I closed my eyes.
“Let me,” he murmured against my throat. His heel hooked around my leg, bringing me closer. I felt the heat of his tongue, the flex of hard muscle beneath bare skin as he guided my hands around his waist. “It isn’t real,” he said. “Let me.”
I felt that rush of hunger, the steady, longing beat of desire that neither of us wanted, but that gripped us anyway. We were alone in the world, unique. We were bound together and always would be.
And it didn’t matter.
I couldn’t forget what he’d done, and I wouldn’t forgive what he was: a murderer. A monster. A man who had tortured my friends and slaughtered the people I’d tried to protect. I shoved away from him. “It’s real enough.”
― Ruin and Rising
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