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“we count our lucky stars if the child survives. I was my mother’s ninth and final pregnancy. She died when I was twelve”

“I tried with three different Primes, each carefully chosen, cajoled, seduced, bribed. Whatever it took.”

“Why not marry?”

“Because the man I loved died three weeks into our engagement.”


😭 yeah cut the camera we’re done

“I had twelve miscarriages.”

😦😞 i would’ve been in my villain era too

“I’ll do it quiet and clean, and nobody will ever know.” Leon smiled. “I’m going to be a dark horse, House Baylor’s secret.
I’ll be the best assassin. A legend. They’ll never see me coming.”
I would kill Kurt. I would strangle him with my bare hands


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“Leon,” Mom said. “A man is a man because he has a set of principles. He has lines he doesn’t cross. It shows discipline, commitment, and willpower to do the job. A man is someone who can be relied upon because he holds himself to a higher standard. That’s how you get respect.”


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He wanted me badly enough to kill his friend to save me, but he’d told me I was a Prime. He was telling me to become a House now, fully convinced that he was severing any hope for a relationship at the root, because he believed it to be in my best interests. Being a Prime had ruled his life and he thought that becoming one would trump everything else for me.

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“You seemed to like Rynda. Why didn’t you marry her?”
“Because I like her too much.”
That stung. I pulled my hand back slowly. I shouldn’t have started this conversation.


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I finally understood why he was called Mad Rogan. It wasn’t because he was insane. It was because he drove you nuts with sheer frustration.


😆 nuts!

A couple of them gripped their weapons in alarm. I had horrified the professional soldiers. I looked at my mother. Sadness softened her face, her mouth slack.
It hit me. I was the monster on the street.

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“Do you think your mother might try to shoot me?”
“Possibly.”
“Then absolutely. I wouldn’t miss it.”
And he would be the politest dragon ever. Tail tucked in, fangs hidden, and talons carefully folded on his lap. I had just invited Mad Rogan to have dinner. Again. My poor mom.


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“I’m not sure I fully understand the concept of bullshit,” Rogan said, his voice quiet. “Would you care to discuss it, over dinner perhaps? I’d be happy to listen to an explanation of how I erred. A place of your choice.”
“I would like to go home.”
“Would spending an evening with me be such a terrible thing?” he asked.”

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Thanks, Bug. I’m glad to see you too.” Apparently my function was to keep a human expression on Rogan’s face. Good to know. And here I thought I was spearheading an investigation. How silly of me.

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he’d say he had thunder on his brow and lightning in his eye. I never understood what that phrase meant until Rogan’s face demonstrated it for me.
Cornelius took a careful step back. Troy backed up too. Yes, I did just tell Mad Rogan no, and look, the planet was still turning.


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He was so heavy. I pushed against the asphalt. Rogan slid an inch. Another inch. What the hell was he eating for dinner, lead bricks? I pushed with everything I had. Finally he slid under the car.


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Mad Rogan was off limits. He was from a different world, he had different standards, and he promised to make me an orphan if my mother threatened him again. Okay, that last one did. I was all good now.


📌 let me pin this here

Someone did this, and I would make them pay. The fury drove me up. I stared into Rogan’s eyes. Something broke inside of me like a chain falling apart. My magic shot out, savage and raging like an invisible thundercloud, and locked onto Mad Rogan.


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“You are incredibly powerful, and you have a blatant disregard for laws and moral constraints. I’m guessing that you don’t think anything you ever do is wrong. That makes you very dangerous and a huge liability in my line of work. You will break laws and kill to get what you want, and if I manage to survive, I’ll be left with the fallout. So the answer is no.”

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“What are you? You’re something. Not a telepath, but something.”
Wouldn’t you like to know? I chewed enthusiastically. Mmm, mmm, yummy sushi. Sorry, can’t talk with my mouth full


🤣 reminds me of ‘wouldn’t you like to know weather boy?’

He nodded at the blond man. “He is a trained paramedic. But if your heart stops, it stops. Eh.” He spread his arms.
“Eh” was not the reaction I was looking for.

😞🤣😭

REREAD
“You thought you could humiliate me. You thought you’d embarrass me.” His face darkened”


😒 said someone who’s been cheating on his wife yikes

Her long brown hair was matted with blood. Her little horns protruded from her forehead.
She twisted her body into a sitting position, dragging an injured leg, and cried out a little.


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Uncertainty flared in Conlan’s eyes. Up until now he hadn’t considered the possibility that his father and I might not make it. It was a lot for an eight-year-old.


👏🏻 as early as they could understand it

I turned to Conlan. “Jushur and Rimush are our people. If something happens to your father and me during this battle, it’s your responsibility to safely get them out of danger. Jushur is an older man, and he might need your help.”


🥹😭 it’s not “who you’re safe with and to seek protection” it’s who to protect 👏🏻

“I would fight the whole world for that smile.”
“You can’t say things like that.”
“Yes, I can.”
Oh my God. He was looking at me like I was the center of his universe.
“Because you’re the Beast Lord?”
“Because I’m your husband.”

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“You built the Pack so when you had a family, it would be protected. I took that away from you and put you back into a place you worked so hard to avoid. I’m sorry. This isn’t what I wanted. Making you deal with the possibility that history might repeat itself isn’t what I wanted. I never meant to hurt you.”
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“You and I discussed this prior to me inviting the Lennarts and their people here. I told you what might happen. You agreed that it was a small price to pay. Now you’re just playing it up for the crowd.”


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“Because you insist on hobbling yourself. Your fear of following in my footsteps cripples you. You don’t have to be me, Blossom. You don’t have to be your aunt.”


awww 🥹🥰

“No need to stand. You can sit and look menacing.”
“Thank you, my queen.”
“Yes, be grateful that I’m a wise and benevolent ruler.”


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“I enjoyed it.” And there it was. I said it and waited.
“I know,” he said. “After you killed the skull mage, you turned to me and you were smiling. A big, bright smile. Old Kate smile.”
“Old Kate?”
“Dangerous Kate. Stabby Kate. My Kate.”


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The collision was colossal. The armored beast collapsed on his side. The impact shook the wall.
Owen galloped off, roaring like the fool he was, made a tight circle, and went in for seconds.


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“Turn! Owen, turn!”
Owen would not be turning. He was a bull werebison who had spotted a larger challenger in his territory. I knew exactly what was going through his bovine brain right now.
Hit that guy. Hit him real hard. Show him who’s the strongest.”


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