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He is very generous; you should give bim a chance, Ping wrote, her lips pinched as if holding back giggles.
"You weren't supposed to tell her that," Yexue groaned.
Peizhi only told me to say good things about you, not lie for you.
Yexue rolled his eyes, and Peizhi was looking at the ground. "Tell
her to lie next time, Peizhi."
Peizhi nodded. "Yes, Your Highness."

I have heard about how you ran away from your betrothal to Prince Si-wang. It seems he is not your true love. Why don't you give Prince Yexue
a chance?
I glanced over at Yexue, grinning at this. "Did he pay you to
write that?"
Yes. A whole chest of gold and a manor at the heart of the city.
"A manor?" I gasped.

I’m sorry but why is she even entertaining Yexue? Like he has so substance besides a mysterious hunk of meat.
Siwang is hella toxic and morally messed up but he literally did so much for her and still loved her even though she’s stringing him along like a FREAKING mozzarella string cheese stick. Omg…
I get that she doesn’t want to be an empress, that life isn’t for everyone but come on..

"if i liked a song, he would learn to sing it for me whenever i wanted. "
"if I liked a book, he would recite every word to match me in verse. "
" he drank alcohol only when the stately visitors pushed wine onto me and he would step in and - drink for me. "

"when i got sick, siwang would spend hours in the kitchen with the imperial cooks and learn how to make ginger and beef-bone broths for me. "
"when i cried, siwang would hold my hand. he would tell me stories and bad jokes until i giggled. "

¡ always proudly wrote my name under my creations. every day, as the snow scattered in the wind and my name disappeared, siwang wrote it again and again until it all melted under the early-spring sun. so that everyone knew that the snowman who wore the crown prince's favorite winter coat was mine. "

If you choose wrongly, then I guess we will all die. I should say that I hope I don't live to see that day, but I already can't see anything anymore, so I guess it doesn't matter. Ping smiled as she wrote the last part.
Despite the tragedy she had endured, she still had a sense of humor.
I liked her.

Ti's a miracle!” the imperial physician murmured to himself the next morning when he saw that I was alive and well. His face came alight like that of a man in rapture.
Then he fell to his knees and wept.
"It's a miracle!" the physician cried again, running to throw open the tent flap.
"Send word to the prince! Tell him he doesn't need to bury me
alive!"
Ilaughed.

Because it’s not. It’s a corpse. A body. Not the rogue who used to tease me and help me and protect me. Not the young man who pulled me against him and promised to return in an hour. Do not cry. I don’t.

I want to put daggers in the eyes of the king and his brother. Mind your mettle, Tessa.

. He didn’t want to go. He was right. It was too risky. He went for me. The gate guards have taken notice of me, and one of them calls, “Guess he won’t be making it home for supper, will he, girl?” They all laugh.

OML EVERYTHING IS FALLING APART AND WES AND TESSA ARE RISKING THEIR LIVES
NOWS NOT THE TIME FOR A DAMN KISS BRO

When there are calls for revolution,” I say to him, “we should be riding at the front, not hiding in the shadows

Allisander only has one black eye, but the bruising across his jaw and forehead seem to make up for it. It must have been too painful to shave around that perfect goatee, because it looks like he started before giving it up. Poor baby. The pain doesn’t stop him from railing at me during the consul meeting

I’d begun sketching caricatures of the consuls in the margins of my folio, complete with Nathaniel urinating on a pile of papers. Harristan glanced over, choked on a laugh, and drowned the sound in a sip of water. Stop it, he mouthed at me, and I grinned. Across the table, my mother gave us both a look, but her eyes were twinkling.

“They’re very handsome, don’t you think?” whispers Karri.
NO, I DO NOT THINK.
“They’re horrible,” I whisper.

Fair is foul, and foul is fair,
Hover through the fog and filthy air

AHAHHAHAHHHHHHH I CANT WAIT TO REREAD THIS
MY FAVORITE SHAKESPEARE PLAY

Ew why is he saying would you give your body to me
Like that’s a minor

“Callie, you’re not serious, are you?” The wolf in him lets out a whine.

Trying not to cringe okg

Eli’s aware that there’s a lot I don’t share, and the alpha in him has been pushing me to be more open.

Stop. I can’t believe I predicted it

Is it just me or it’s hella weird that he’s known her since childhood
Like that aspect is so freaking weird
Um pedophilia?

Yo lowkey this is giving Wattpad fanfi ngl
“The siren in me awakens”???
Hello? What’s next, “his alpha awakens and roars”???? Lolllll

Considering I have 322 unpaid favors, the man essentially owns my ass

Bro, stupidity of a sidewalk oml
How do you even accumulate THAT much

His eyes move over me lazily. “You’ve upgraded your lingerie since I last saw you.” Jesus, talk about getting caught with your pants down

GIRLS WHAT?

Maybe that’s why I wrote this letter, Alina. Maybe it’s a promise—that I’ll survive tomorrow and the day after that, and somehow, no matter what it takes, I’ll see you safe again.
- M

The wind creaks in the sails. The ship sighs around them. They are alone again, as they were when they were young, hiding from the older children, from Ana Kuya’s temper, from the things that seemed to move and slither in the dark. They are orphans again, with no true home but each other and whatever life they can make together on the other side of the sea

it was like having the wind knocked out of me. I’ve risked my life for you. I’ve walked half the length of Ravka for you, and I’d do it again and again and again just to be with you, just to starve with you and freeze with you and hear you complain about hard cheese every day. So don’t tell me we don’t belong together,” he said fiercely.

“I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time,