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they have my whole heart😭😭😭😭 i love them SO much theyre so precious to me. my sweet sad babies🥹🥹🤍

“Marry me, Iakov Kavinski,” she replies with a lazy smile. “Go on. I dare you.”
“I would never dare to disobey you, Zahara Blackwood.”
“Because I’m your cruel mistress?”
“Because you’re the love of my fucking life.”

ugh i adore them

“She turns to look at me in surprise. “What do you mean? No occasion. I made them because I thought they would make you happy.”

You make me happy, I want to tell her. My beautiful rose, my thorny saviour. You make me happy because you’re the place where I feel most safe and most loved. And one day, I’m going to marry you.

🥹🥹🥹💖💖

“You’re not my bodyguard, Iakov.”
“What am I, then?”
I try to keep my voice light and my tone carefree. “You could just be my boyfriend—if you wanted.”
“A thug like me?” he asks, tangling his fingers in my hair. “You can do better.”
“Not in a lifetime,” I tell him, and then I shut him up with a kiss.

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And then I hear Zahara’s voice.You have to live. I command it. Live until I allow you to die.
“Yes, Kolyuchka,” I whisper.

😭😭🥹

He’s not Lancelot and I’m not a lady from a chivalric romance. And I’m sick of being a damsel in distress.
I’m Zahara Blackwood, and I’m one thorny fucking rose.

UGH I LOVE HER

“Everybody dies, Kolyuchka.”
“Not you. You have to live. I command it.”
“I can’t live forever.”
“Then live until I allow you to die.”
He watches me in silence for a long time. Then he drops to his knees, startling me, and he bows his head in front of me, resting his forehead against my thighs. “Until you allow me to die, then. I swear it.”
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And then, in the tiniest voice, with her lips pressed against my skin, Zahara mumbles, “I don’t know that I hate you as much as I do. I think maybe I don’t hate you at all.”

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“I hate you. I hate you. You make me feel complete.”
“You make me come apart,” I answer against her ear. My voice comes out just as low and broken as hers. “I love you. I love you.”

my heart😭😭

“And the thorns?” she asks breathlessly.
I laugh, a rough, scratchy sound. “You, Zahara. All you. Every last thorn.”
“Because I’ve hurt you so much?” Her voice breaks.
“Because I can’t get you out of my skin.”

😭😭😭😭