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Love the tension

At last, Manon found Asterin's gaze, tears now rolling down her Second's face. Not from fear or pain, but in farewell. A hundred years-and yet Manon wished she'd had more time.

“Does this mean you actually love the Great Holiday after all?”
Legend’s perfect smile appeared again.
“No, Donatella. I just love you.”

This man was stone—rock. The injury had cracked him a bit, but not sundered him. She wondered if he knew it.

A note, written by a stranger who had saved her life and granted her freedom in a matter of hours. Yrene had never learned her name, that young woman who had worn her scars like some ladies wore their finest jewelry. The young woman who was a trained killer, but had purchased a healer's education.
So many things, so many good things, had come from that night. Yrene sometimes wondered if it had actually happened

She hauled away the helmet crowned with slender, lancelike blades.
He knew her face before he remembered her name.
Knew the white hair, like moonlight on water, that spilled over her dark scalelike armor; knew the burnt-gold eyes.
Knew that impossibly beautiful face, full of cold bloodlust and wicked cunning.

She should have cherished them more—those happy, calm, boring moments on the road. Should have savored each second they were all together, all safe.

But Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through darkness and blood and despair—she had survived.

Rowan read the softness in her eyes, her body, and his own inherent fierceness slipped into a gentleness that so few would ever see.

Incredible. Show stopping. I need another one immediately.

“He deserves the world. He deserves everything he’s ever wished for.”

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