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Whispering in her ear, he said, 'And, sorry sod
that I am, I have missed you . . . Lady.'
Mara moved
far enough away to see if his expression was mocking, but instead she
read something in his eyes that caused a weakness to flow through
her. Leaning against his hard body, the sunburn on his chest hot
against her cheek, she answered back, 'And I have missed you, my
barbarian. Gods, how I've missed you. 

« The Warlord regarded her keenly. 'Before I leave you, I want you to know this: I would have let Jingu kill you, if that was your fate. But now I am pleased you lived and not he. Still, my favour is scant. Just because no woman has ever worn the white and gold before, don't think I count your ambition any less dangerous, Mara of the Acoma.'

'Woman, you are poison, as deadly and small as that of the keti scorpion that hides under the petals of flowers.' She had known when she bargained that Mekasi's eldest son had been killed upon the barbarian world, victim of the Warlord's campaign.

But the thing about magic,” added Kell, “is that it preys on the strong-minded and the weak-willed, and one of the worlds couldn’t stop itself. The people fed on the magic and the magic fed on them until it ate their bodies and their minds and then their souls.”
“Black London,” whispered the Prince ...

Dar: Trying to get back into reading

Compared to what she’d done, casting a simple sleep spell and retrieving a necklace was easy.

Dar: Esa tipa de verdad que lo ha perdido todo

“Be warned; the others grow weary. If they haven’t already started hunting, they will come for you soon. Let this serve as your warning, and as a boon from House Envy. Pick a House to align yourself with, or the decision will be made for you.”

Dar: yo soy ella y me devuelvo para escoger al otro, ni tonta ni perezosa

“All things have names,” she says. “Names have purpose. Names have power.” She tips her glass his way. “You know that, or else you wouldn’t have stolen mine.”

“I asked only for more time, for a life of freedom—”
“I have given you both.” His fingers trail along the bedpost. “This past year has taken no toll—” A stifled sound escapes her throat, but he continues. “You are whole, are you not? And uninjured. You do not age. You do not wither. And as for freedom, is there any keener liberation than what I’ve gifted you? A life with no one to answer to.”

She tears herself away, wants to scream, to rage, to sob. “You left me there. You took everything from me, and you left. Do you know how many nights I begged—”
“I heard you,” he says, and there is an awful pleasure in the way he says it.
Addie sneers with rage. “But you never came.”

Dar: As always, I like them toxic

Soy más poderoso que vuestro dios y más viejo que vuestro diablo. Soy la oscuridad entre las estrellas y las raíces bajo la tierra. Soy promesa y posibilidad, y cuando se trata de juegos, yo pongo las reglas, coloco las piezas y elijo cuándo jugar. Y esta noche digo que no.

‘The first time I met you, it was like I already knew you,’ she said. ‘Like I’d known you my whole life.’
There was no response from Nick. She hoped he wasn’t there.
‘Wherever you were,’ she said, ‘I wanted to be there too. You were like the sun. I was always turning toward you.’

Dar: diablo

But if the timeline was trying to repair itself, it was doomed to failure. This was a rift that couldn’t be healed. Nick had killed Joan’s family. Nick had been conditioned to loathe monsters.

Dar: oh poor aaron

There was a shadow of agony in his eyes. ‘Would you have stolen time again if I hadn’t killed your family?’ he whispered. He sounded raw.

Dar: ete maldito loco 😡 no lo soporto 😡 😒

She tested the underside of the table with her knee. It didn’t budge, even when she increased the pressure. She glanced at the neighbouring table. It was bolted down. She couldn’t kick the table over.

Dar: Wait how is this man alive?

‘No?’ Ying said musingly. ‘Olivers see. Hunts hide. Nowaks live. Patels bind. Portellis open. Hathaways leash. Nightingales take. Mtawalis keep. Argents sway. Alis seal. Griffiths reveal. But only the Lius remember.’ The words were slightly chanted—the recital of a nursery rhyme. ‘The twelve great families of London,’ he said.

‘Where are you going?’ He frowned.
‘Just don’t,’ she said. ‘Don’t help. Don’t do anything else for me.’ She felt his eyes on her as she walked away.

Dar: My good sis, what are you doing? You are going to die if you go on alone 😔

‘Well, of course he won’t look for us here. No one would come here. Rats wouldn’t. Health inspectors clearly haven’t.’

Dar: okay i am waiting for you redemption arc boy 👦 I already like him

In the yellow kitchen light, Gran’s eyes were as luminous as a cat’s. ‘That’s the Hunt family power,’ she said. ‘Each monster family has its own power. But all monsters have a power in common. We can travel. That’s what you did.’

Dar: I am quite excited for this

“No,” she told me. “Because they are just husbands. I am Evelyn Hugo. And anyway, I think once people know the truth, they will be much more interested in my wife.”

Dar: ugh I am sad it took me so long to finish this reading

Until you’re sitting in front of the woman who put your father’s dead body in the driver’s seat of a car to save the reputation of her best friend—and you realize she held on to a letter for almost three decades because she wanted you to know how much you were loved.

Dar: I understand she being mad, but Evelyn wasn't the one who killed him (this is me being irrational bc Evelyn is my fav character from the book)

“You’re a talented director.”
“Yes, of course, I am,” he said. “But only because you inspire me. You, my Evelyn Hugo, are the talent that powers every movie you are in. You are my muse. And I am your conductor. I am the person who brings out your greatest work.”

Dar: ok what, yo ando en shock con este don

Honestly kinda tired of Zetian, like I understand her hatred towards men but I feel like it's unfair whenever shimin li is the one to receive it (maybe it's bc I like his character) but yeah. I haven't enjoyed the book much

She laughed coldly. “Exactly the same Evelyn I’ve been dealing with for years. Nothing’s changed. You’re afraid of who you are, and you still don’t have an Oscar. You are what you have always been: a nice pair of tits.”

And I started crying when I realized those men were willing to fight for a dream I had never even allowed myself to envision. A world where we could be ourselves, without fear and without shame. Those men were braver and more hopeful than I was.

“Does this mean Rex is about to be single?” she asked.
“Haven’t you had enough of my leftovers?”
“Honey, Don pursued me.”
“I’m sure he did.”
“The least you could have done was warn me,” she said.

Dar: Hahahhahaha, tan burlados

“Do you regret that you didn’t call her?” I ask her. “That you lost that time?”
Evelyn looks at me as if I am stupid. “She’s gone now,” Evelyn says. “The love of my life is gone, and I can’t just call her and say I’m sorry and have her come back. She’s gone forever. So yes, Monique, that is something I do regret. I regret every second I didn’t spend with her. ...

“You are a whore, Evelyn. You let men screw you for fame. And that is why I’m leaving you.”

So, so much. And it’s in part because of things like that. You’re an idealist and a romantic, and you have a beautiful soul. And I wish the world was ready to be the way you see it. I wish that the rest of the people on earth with us were capable of living up to your expectations. But they aren’t. The world is ugly, and no one wants to give anyone the benefit of the doubt about anything.

“I’d give it all up, you know. All of it. The money and the jobs and the fame. I’d give it all up just to be with you, just to be normal with you.”
“You have no idea what you’re saying, Celia. I’m sorry, but you don’t.”
“What’s really going on here is that you’re not willing to give it up for me.”

Dar: I understand Celia but I get Evelyn too. It's quite unfair she is saying all of this

“Evelyn, who was your great love? You can tell me.”
Evelyn looks out the window, breathes in deeply, and then says, “Celia St. James.”