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“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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“But who’s to say that the gods care at all what individual people think or feel or do? How do you know that you’re interacting with … well, gods and not just beings who have attained a higher standing than mortals?”
“Because there’s no proof that mortals have ever reached higher than what they are?”
Malachiasz pointed to himself.”

He is so goofy 🤪

“The way he slowly ran his eyes over her face forced her to look down at the table. She felt heat burning at her cheeks and frowned, thrown by her reaction.”

Inesperado…. HOTTTT

Im so loving this book like this is what i needed to read!