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Where I descended into a fog of instinct, reacting as my blade demanded and surrendering to the skill of my body, Arin led with his mind. He was a lightning strike, not a storm. Precise, fatal, and terrifying to behold. His body flowed with a grace and focus I would never master, not in any number of lifetimes. It was awe-inspiring. Infuriating. Unbelievably attractive. 🥵🫦

All of me is written in your name, he wanted to say.

Alright. Arin, welcome to the book BF club 😍

Arin did not have a hope of stopping his grin, any more than he could halt his lungs from drawing in the scent of her.

My boy got it BADDDDD

“Found you,”

🥵🥵🥵🫦🫦🫦

But Arin couldn’t seem to focus beyond the way the man had put his hand on her arm. How she had covered it with her own.

I glanced at Arin. He hadn’t moved, but his eyes had ticked to the spot where my hand covered Efra’s and gone curiously blank.

I glanced at Arin. He hadn’t moved, but his eyes had ticked to the spot where my hand covered Efra’s and gone curiously blank.

AHHHHHH I LOVE A JELLY COMMANDER

He found me.

SCREAMING

Gosh. The tension between these two is 📈📈📈

What I understood of desire wouldn’t fill the eye of a thimble, but I knew mine didn’t feel like what Marek described or what the girls at the keep gushed about. I wanted to taste his pulse and trace the sharp curve of his hip. I wanted his poison-tipped tongue and his moon-stricken hair, my nails in his thighs and my lips at his throat.