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Though Arin had grown up in the world Rawain devised, Arin had a quality-a miraculous, almost spiteful strength-that was a nightmare for those whose bloody hands built our skies and earth.
Arin wondered.
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I knew that spine better than I knew my own. How many times had I marveled at the grace in his body, the fluidity in his movements? Arin moved like an unfinished song, answering to a rhythm the rest of us couldn't hear.
I wished I could look away, but in a room of beautiful things, Arin of Nizahl outshined them all.

Power hoarded where it doesn't belong is power borrowed, and I intend to collect on the debt.

ARIN YOU’RE SO HOT FOR THIS ILYSM

I stroked the length of his face. The rhapsodies of poets and the lovelorn melodies. I understood them now. I lacked the talent for composition, so I traced the veins at the underside of his wrist, pressed kisses along the hard line of his jaw, memorised the shape of his smile. Maybe it would translate.

An echo accompanied every beat of my pounding heart, a hollow sound in the cacophony. We had done something terrible to each other. Unraveled the core of a shared monster. Cursed knowledge, Raya would say. How could I walk away after knowing how he felt in my arms? My name whispered in his wrecked voice-how could I allow anyone else to say my name after him?

Arin looked at me until it started to hurt. A covered thumb slid across my cheekbone. "What appeal can reason have in the face of your tears?"

mi strappo i capelli di testa ragazzi

How could I tell her I did not have the words? Words…those were the least of my troubles. They were not my eyes fastening to him as soon as he entered a room. My heart beating in double at his nearness. But worst of all, I could not admit to Sefa that the Nizahl Heir made me feel most like myself- and myself was not someone I had the luxury of learning.

>>>You're more than good enough. Your heart is more than good enough. No matter how many times it has been burned. How many scars it might have. It will keep on beating, brave and
passionate, if you will only let it.

Genevieve, you have to choose to live for yourself. You are the most real thing you'll ever be able to experience. Your light. Your determination. You can search every corner of the universe for something else and it will never be enough if you're trying to escape yourself. I don't know who told you that you weren't good enough, but they were fucking wrong.
>>>

Genevieve wasn't sure how much time had gone by when the itching finally stopped.
"You have to hold on for me," that voice demanded now.
The one that was keeping her warm.
"What will you give me if I do?" she tried to say back.
A long pause.
"What would you request?" The words were nearly a whisper this time.
"Something real," she said.

"She's mine," Rowin snarled, his shadows beginning to swirl in the air around him. "Whatever you might think of that, whatever problem you have with it, if you ever try to touch her again, I will make the rest of your eternal life even more fucking miserable than it already is.”

ci cascherò sempre per ste dichiarazioni

Like all this time she'd thought she'd been breathing clean air, but now she realized the smoke had just taken a while to suffocate her.

He grasped her face in his hands.
"In a different life, in a fair one, I would've kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust," he vowed to her.
Then he was gone.

😭my babies got everything yeees

nuovo uomo strano aggiunto al roster : u fantasm

Disarray and imperfection. She looked so...human, like the girl he'd seen riding through the woods.
There were not enough pages in all the books Elm had read, in all the libraries he'd wandered, in all the notebooks he'd scrawled, that could measure denote or describe- just how beautiful she was.
“There you are.”
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"You look good in this chair." She glanced down through her lashes at him, the corner of her mouth twitching. "Under me.”
Elm tugged her hair, baring her throat to him. He dragged his bottom lip up the warm column-took in a full breath of her. "That's the idea," he murmured into her skin.
AIUTATM

Elm… the man you are

“I worry all the time.”
"How do you manage it?"
She shrugged, crossing a dirty boot over her knee. "I tell myself I am stronger than my doubts-that I'm good. Even if it doesn't always feel that way."

jamie sto continuando solo per te

io avrei sposato jamie senza farmelo ripetere due volte girl🙇🏻‍♀️ a chi tutt e a chi nient

jamie t vogl ben

io palesemente uccisa o bruciata al rogo il secondo in cui arrivavo nel ‘700

callum. nope, not happening idc il mio cervello gli farà fare la stessa fine di gojo😃 still VERY MUCH ALIVE

elara sorry i forgot about you too🙌🏻

Lira, my baby girl, so strong and brave😭 ti amo così tanto sei la mia anima
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