Status Updates From Bloodless Ties (The Marione...

“Who are you?” I gasp.
She cocks her head to the side in a small, delicate movement. “You must be the Marionette.”

“Who are you?” I repeat.
She lets out a soft hum and crosses the distance between us, squatting so we’re on the same stair. The smile never leaves her face as she inspects me like I’m the most curious thing she’s ever seen. “My name is Anya. I’m Reid’s fiancée.” What theFUCK

Can THEY genuinely catch a fucking break is swear

still do it again.
“You can’t do this to me,” he whispers. “Not again, Valerie.”
I try to wet my lips, and my voice is hoarse and barely audible as I rasp out, “You’re...the one...died...twice...you asshole.”
He lets out FUCK I LOVE EM

trauma dumping shit. Honestly i feel so mixed ABOUT it

Okay IM actually scared for reif and vals relationship! WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BITCHES COMING BETWEEN THEM 😾

Fuck.

okay I sensed shit between cam and her BUT ACTUALLY STOP THIS.

“Look,” I sigh. “It’s not your fault—”
“I really don’t need you to talk to me about my girlfriend,” he snaps. “ Connor get out. That’s not ur girl anymore, (never really was but)

Id felt how much losing him had torn her apart as much
as I’d seen it in her eyes. But now? If we find her, and she sees she gave up on him too soon... “ babe that girl has ONLY been thinking of you 😀

oing,” he barks.
“Not to prep it, you idiot,” says Cam. Over his shoulder to me he adds, “Hope you’re not a picky eater.”
The blood, I realize. He wants me to drink the blood from that dead animal. Just the thought of it makes me want to gag. A slow smile spreads on Terrence’s face.
camp. Ha god Terrence is really taking this in. Revenge at its finest (or something)

“Leif?” I murmur.
He tosses another pair of clean pants into the second bucket. “Yeah?”
“I’m going to need blood. And consistently. Otherwise I’ll start eating you guys.” I love val sm

Terrence McCullough.
The last time I’d seen him—which I’d been hoping would be the only time—was when I was torturing him. Seems he remembers that as well as I do.” Awkwardddd 😀

Their faces are a flash of tears and flushed cheeks and running makeup. Her loved ones, all the people who’ve known her for her entire life, how can they not see? How do they not know?
I hesitate once I reach the end of the aisle and look back at the body, so still and beautiful in the moonlight.
But that is not Valerie. “ man THAT IS her soulmate right there 💓🥹🥹

I’ll be right back.
That was the last thing I said to her.
I’ll be right back.
She died alone. Alone and waiting for me to come back.” I can’t keep updating cause it’s prob gonna get deleted which is already breaking my heart, not more than this part of the book but still ☹️😞

They put too much makeup on her. That’s my first thought when I look down. Her skin is pale, smooth. Too perfect. No trace of the freckles along her nose. And the blush is too low on her face. When she blushes, it hits higher on her cheekbones than that. Her dark hair is straight over her shoulders, missing all of its usual waves.
She looks like a beautiful, dead stranger. Get me a Reid ☹️

he younger students somehow crying the loudest, despite never once speaking to her.
Her.
I swallow hard. I can’t think her name. Not right now. 💗

The tremors spread from my hands up to the rest of my body until my teeth start to chatter, and I fold over him, pressing my face against the side of his neck, but he
already doesn’t smell like him anymore.” Just shoot me 🥹☹️

NO Reid is not dead he HAS to be lying

“It’s about the prince!” Calla cuts in. “She heard about the hit on the prince.”

He sighs. “Tell me that’s not what this was about.” I say nothing.” MAN OF COURSE ITS ABOUT REID???? I swear are u this dense?

This fucker better not do anything to Reid. I hope he’s alright

I don’t argue with Leif. I could’ve been in love with Reid. I know that. I could’ve gotten there easily. After Connor, I’d thought that wasn’t possible. But it doesn’t matter anyway, because we’d never had the time, and now we never will. And maybe that hurts more. To know I’d never truly had him. That he’ll always be a maybe in my past. An almost. A could’ve been. Pull the trigger ☹️♥️