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“Getting ready,”
“For what?” Varg said.
“The signal. There’s going to be a scrap, of course. Blood will be spilled, and I want to look my best for battle. It’s important.” He looked Varg up and down. “I suggest you make yourself ready.” Svik grinned. “Time for us to earn our silver and battle-fame“

Well, alright then 😂

“Break the chains!” 🫢

„You scarless children deserve nothing. You do not know pain. You do not know what your forefathers sacrificed to place you on these heights. But soon, you will. Soon, we will teach you why Gold rules mankind. And I promise, of those among you, only those fit for power will survive.”

But I am no Gold. I am a Red.

“All wars are games. The greatest kind, with the pieces lost real lives, the prizes captured making for real wealth! This is the life for which men exist. To fight, to kill, to win.”

Well, isn’t that the truth… 😅

Stop judging what I’m reading by the awful book cover, Susan! 🤣 He’s basically a vampire…juuuust an alien one with horns and wings, mmmokay? So it’s not that bad 😏😂

Sammy booooy, the man that you are!!🤌🙌😩🩷
*once again falling dramatically in love with a fictional man*

Ok, but like ehm..why do I feel like Cam is in love with her? And why do I want them to end up together together? …he is not even the mmc…😅🙈😂

Oh boy…this is going to be a train wreck…💔

“What use is a talking head, if it only ever spouts shite?”
Hrung’s eyes fixed on to Grend.
“Eyes are for seeing, ears for hearing, and a thought-cage for understanding. Unless your thought-cage is already stuffed full of straw, such as yours, Grend the Talker,” Hrung rumbled.

“But never, in all my life, have I seen a dragon-born, or heard tell of one from the lips of someone I trust. Think on it: have any of you seen or heard of a dragon-born Tainted?” She looked around the glade, at Battle-Grim and Tainted alike. “You see,” Elvar said, “they do not exist. They cannot. Lik-Rifa is a faery tale, made up to entertain, and to scare children into behaving.”

“Is it at all possible, duke, or do I ask too much, for Your Grace to attempt to be a little—only a fraction of a fraction—less provoking?”
“Far too much,” he said.

😂

“I paid for you,” he said coldly. “You’re mine. I look after what’s mine. I shouldn’t let Nick or Harry near him either.”
“By gad—do you mean to say I am as important a possession as your cattle?” She pressed her hand to her heart. “Oh, Dain, you are too devastatingly romantic. I am altogether overcome.”

😂😂😂

Riggs Valentine belongs to the streets. I am not equipped, nor do I have the patience, to turn a ho of that caliber into a husband.

I love her! 😏🤌

My hand was resting right beside hers on the couch, and I wrapped my pinky finger around hers playfully. She didn’t pull away.
She liked it.
We both did.
This pull was so fucking strong I didn’t know how to fight it anymore.

“Sunshine“
“Did you miss me?”

I bite my cheek. Un-fucking-believable. I’m the last one standing, so I get stuck with the Russian bitch for life.

😏

“I love her,” Kirkland reiterated. “Can you say the same?”
Of course he could not. He was not fool enough to fall in love with a woman he intended to seduce and discard.

Oh you poor fool..just you wait! 😏

Because rule number one of being the coach’s daughter—of working in the sports industry in general?
Never, ever get involved with one of the players.
And especially not that one.

This time, I leave him sitting on the same mossy log where we first spoke two and a half years ago.
We’ve come full circle.

🥺

I don’t believe in love at first sight. You love someone based on their dreams, their character, their hopes, how they make you feel. But I do believe you can spot potential at first sight. Because I had an inkling Weston Cole had the potential to implode my cautious, predictable world from that moment in the woods, long before I had any real reason to suspect he might.

He brushed my nose with his, touched his forehead to mine, panted against my temple. He felt so startlingly right. So meant for me.

They are so meant for each other!🤌🥹

The determined look in her eyes makes me feel reckless. Or maybe it’s the way that guy is looking at her like he wants her.
That asshole wants my wife.

😏😮‍💨

I picture us in fifty years. I’m at his funeral, watching his casket being lowered into the ground, flipping him double middle fingers.
“Isn’t that his ex-wife?” someone would whisper.

😂😂😂

“Don’t fall in love with me,” the doctor says by way of greeting when she arrives at the restaurant that night. “Write it on a sticky note and put it on your dentures case, Volkov, because I will never, ever love you back.”

😏

What is it about love that makes people want to die if they can’t have it?

Omg….the sexual tension between these two is 💥💥💥💥!!! 🫣🤌