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whats the plot twist exactly?

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Her palm was dry and warm, and petal soft thanks to the protection of Renata’s gloves. On reflex, the tops of his fingers curled over hers. They were slender, but also capable and strong. Like the finest steel, forged by Vicadrius herself.
Djek, he was far gone if he was turning poet over a woman’s hands.”

damn i love slow burn

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He lay down with a weary groan. The bed was warm where Arenza had lain, and the pillow held traces of her scent. His palms tingled with the memory of her wrists, that moment when they lay loose and trusting in his hands.
Hoping he might see her again soon—and knowing the wish was foolish—Grey went back to sleep”

how i wish for this

“For one suspended moment, she saw him, and he saw her.
Not Arenza or Renata or the Black Rose, but Ren. Her true face.
“I’m here,” he said. The words were rougher than they should have been, snagging on the tangle of feelings welling up inside. I just moved the moons to deceive her. I don’t deserve to see this.”

well this is satisfying

“He kept his movements brisk and efficient, without being rushed… but still, he couldn’t ignore the warmth of her skin, the breath ghosting over his hands as she observed his progress. Nor the pleasant tension it created inside.
When he was done, he said, “How easy do you want me to go on you?” Sparring would at least give him a reason for his unsteady breathing.”

hot

“It will take some time for my squad to arrive. I can be spared until then. Unless you mean to leave the alta standing around while you find a replacement coat suitable to be seen in the Pearls.”
Renata’s soft cough could have been interpreted a dozen ways, but Grey suspected it was meant to hide a laugh. He adopted a concerned frown. “Especially when she might be taking sick.”

grey just became interesting

okay interesting

“Because I wanted him.
I wanted him in so many ways. As a friend, as a kindred soul, as a fierce teammate. As skin and lips and teeth. As a hitched breathless moan in the darkness or a lazy embrace in the sunrise. I wanted that. I wanted it all.”

that’s beautiful

“I did many things to come here. I killed for coming here. My friend—” “I left my most important people. They need me. I cannot fail them. To help them, I need this. I have nothing without the Orders. No power. I need this. They need this.”
I didn’t make myself all of these terrible things — a whore, a killer, a traitor — just to be ignored and discarded before it could be worth something.”

gosh

what was that ending

i kind of called it lowkey

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My mouth slammed down on hers, capturing her moan, as I pushed her dress high, sliding my hand to her hot core.
“Already slick for me. You enjoy making me lose control, don’t you?”
Her next laugh turned into a moan as I slid one finger inside her and then another. She clamped around my fingers, her hips arching, and I scraped my teeth down her neck. She tasted like sweet poison. ”

damn

“Take me, Prisca.”
His hand slipped down to stroke me, and I opened for him, writhing at the dual sensation.
“That’s it, wildcat,”
Oh gods, the feel of him. It was better than I’d imagined in even my most secret fantasies—and yet, not enough. I needed more.
“Harder,” I demanded.
“Made for me,” he purred. But he complied, thrusting so deep I saw stars. ”

damn

He lashed his tongue over my clit, and I bucked beneath him.
“Knew you’d be like this,” he growled. He lowered his mouth once again, his fingers thrusting deep as he flicked my clit with his tongue. Then sucked.”

he can eat aight

“Lorian’s lips were firm, warm, tender. They caressed mine like we had all the time in the world. Like this kiss could last forever. I sighed against his mouth, and his tongue slipped between my lips to tangle with mine.
His body was so hard. So large. Warmth spread from my stomach into my core. My knees went weak.”

ugh now i want a kiss

alright lets start a new one

damn

“Emotionless, Warwick watched me for another moment, tension billowing through the room. His gaze never lowered down my naked figure, though phantom fingers touched my skin like they were tracing over my curves, sweeping down my legs and up to my breasts, my nipples hardening, my breath snagging.”

hot

“Since Hexxus’s announcement, I had shut down, going into complete denial. A few weeks in and I had already been beaten up, had my blanket stolen—fuck that bitch—got attacked in the shower, put in the hole, had to flagellate another inmate who wanted to protect me, and now put in line for the Games. Games in which no one survived for long.
Let’s say my review of this place would be abysmal.”

lol

i choose youuu

“You may do with me whatever you like,” I say. “Please oh please. All I want is you.”“Mock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips.” His eyes are black with desire. “By you, I am forever undone.”

gosh

“I am the Queen of Elfhame.
Even though I am the queen in exile, I am still the queen.
And that means Madoc isn’t just trying to take Cardan’s throne. He’s trying to take mine.”

nice

“All power is cursed,” I say. “The most terrible among us will do anything to get it, and those who’d wield power best don’t want it thrust upon them. But that doesn’t mean they can avoid their responsibilities forever.”

fair enough

they’re crazy couple lmao

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With no reason to object, I do, the sense of unreality heightening. As I stretch out on the elaborately embroidered comforter, I realize that I have found something far more blasphemous than spreading out on the bed of the High King, far more blasphemous than sneaking Cardan’s signet onto my finger, or even sitting on the throne itself.
I have become the Queen of Faerie.”

crazy shit

“I hate the way I cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the single last thing in my head: that I like him better than I’ve ever liked anyone and that of all the things he’s ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst”

wicked indeed

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“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.”
At that, he makes a harsh, low sound.”

theyre the same person i fear

“And then like this? Is this how I ought to seduce her?” “Do you think it would work?”“Yes.”
Then his mouth is against mine, and my lips part. I close my eyes against what I’m about to do. My fingers reach up to tangle in the black curls of his hair. He doesn’t kiss me as though he’s angry; his kiss is soft, yearning.
Everything slows, goes liquid and hot. I can barely think.

damn

“
“You were just going,”
“I find I am very comfortable here,” Locke says. “Surely there’s nothing you have to say to the king that is so very personal or private.”
“It’s a shame you’ll never find out. Go. Now.”
“Leave,” Cardan tells Locke. “I didn’t summon her here for your pleasure.”

“Once she’s gone, I take my stuffed animals and seat them next to me on the rug. Once, they were a reminder that there was a time before Faerieland, when things were normal. Once, they were a comfort to me. I take a long last look, and then, one by one, I feed them to the fire.
I’m no longer a child, and I don’t need comfort.”

ok bad bitch