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“Evangeline didn’t want to be the apple. She didn’t want to die.
So then why did she want to kiss him?”

“But then he took another bite of the apple—the apple that somehow felt as if it was supposed to be her, and she imagined he wanted her to say yes. He wanted her to accept the bet, and then he wanted her to lose. He wanted her to be the apple in his hand.”

URGES

“The fruit had been white, but now the color of the apple changed to shimmering rose gold. Evangeline felt a sudden rush of heat as she watched Jacks’s teeth sinking into flesh the same color as her hair. And suddenly she was picturing those teeth sinking into her: her lips, her neck, other places that made her skin go even hotter.”

EEEE

“Superstitions don’t apply to us,” said Chaos.
“We’re supposed to be Fates, but don’t you feel as if we’re all a little cursed?”
“I’m not actually a Fate,” Chaos corrected, speaking over her, and then suddenly they were face-to-face, looking at each other in the way that Evangeline had been looking at impostor Jacks.
“Why don’t you just bite her and get it over with,” Jacks growled at Chaos.

“He shoved a little harder. He would find a way to curse every fairy in existence if he didn’t get her back, alive and unharmed.”

“I’m not saying I’m not jealous.” Jacks in fact was very jealous. “I’m just not jealous of myself. That’s not me.”

AHHAHAHA

“Jacks watched her blush, heat rising to her cheeks, and he waited for her to pull back, to shove away this other him, to run, to realize he was a filthy impostor. “I’m going to kill him.”
“Are you jealous of yourself?” asked LaLa.
“No.”
“I don’t know,” Chaos said. “You just said you’re going to murder someone, and you have that jealous look—you’ve given it to me before.”

LOL NOT HIM BEING JEALOUS OF HIMSELF

OK THIS BOOK IS REALLY INTERESTING. THEY LITERALLY JUST SWITCHED MARISOL AND EVA 😭 INSTEAD OF EVA MAKING THE DEAL WITH JACKS, IT WAS MARISOL.

"Instead, Evangeline was staring into impossibly blue eyes that made her think love was supposed to feel like falling off cliffs and drowning in feelings or being shot through with arrows that went straight to your heart.”