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Pff que pereza…. Que en vez de llamarse situationship ahora la llamas mate………

Está aburrido :/

“I’m grateful, sincerely, for the gift of your sight when I was blind.”

Las frases de este libro…… pfffff literatura 🚬🚬🚬

Vaya plot twist…. Y yo ahora tengo una fiesta…. 😭😭😭

“What do you know of sacrifice?” he said.”

Uffff le ha quedado ePICO le ha quedado lEGENDARIO el es el rEYYYYYYYY DILOOOOO

ALIZEH THE PLAYER 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

“One try. I’ll be with you every step of the way. Even if you can’t see me. I will always be with you.”

Empiezan las lágrimas….. en el bus de camino a trabajar….. esto es viDA

“Then let the world know that my first act of freedom was to help my friends.”

Yoooooooo 😭😭😭😭 crying in the metro was not my plan

Me da tan igual 💀💀 que largo se me está haciendO

Lo estoy retomando por terminarlo pero me da una perezaaaaa 😭😭🙏🙏 gracias audiolibros por vuestra existencia

“This isn’t fair,” she murmured as he turned her around and pressed her against the door. “This is playing dirty.”

“I’ll not lie to you, Nadya,” he said, a smile quirking his lips at the irony. “I play dirty.”

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“And I do feel a little like killing you right now, so I can see why.”
“Just a little?”
“Don’t press your luck.” She returned to the statue.
In a flash, his hand was underneath her chin, thumb brushing against her jaw. He turned her face back to his. “I plan on doing exactly that,” he murmured.

AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH🏃🏽‍♀️‍➡️🏃🏽‍♀️‍➡️🫦

“What are you trying to say, Malachiasz?” she asked, too mortified to look at him directly.
He drew one knee up against his chest and rested his chin on it. “I’m trying to understand.”
“Why?”
[…] “Am I not supposed to be interested?”
“You’re not supposed to care.”
He opened his mouth, and closed it again, looking thoughtful. “I do care,” he finally said, voice quiet.”

CONRAD??🫦🫦

He took her wrist, his touch unbearably gentle, and pushed her sleeve back, exposing the still visible cut his claw had dragged down her forearm. There was a beat of silence, the road suddenly eerily quiet as they both stared down at the culmination of Nadya’s own heresy.
“Well,” he breathed out softly, a flicker of something feral at his lips, “perhaps you’re right. Maybe not so holy, after all.”
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