Ristem ji me ye û Şah Nadir
Siltan Selahadînê denggîr
Xanî û Melayê Batê, Teyran
Gî kurd in hemû, ji xwîna kurdan
Nabî ji me ye û Şêx Ehmed
Hîmê me ye Zend û dewleta Med
My cock thickens even further, and I bite my lip, my thighs tensing. She’s lying on the ground, out cold, naked, and I feel like I’m dying inside.
If Malachi was free, I’d want it to be him to make all my fantasies come true, she had written in her journal.
Dad ended up with brain damage—loss of memory and use of some body parts. So she got away without losing her Vize status, since our dad has no recollection of why the fight broke out.
He interrupted my meal—maybe now he’ll know better than to take away my food, the fucking asshole.
He should’ve died. I wanted him to die. I still do. He takes up so much of Olivia’s attention—she’s always wheeling him around in his chair, opening his food for him, feeding him. She kisses his cheek every time she leaves the manor. I know this because I have cameras set up there too. I have cameras everywhere she goes.
My girl never needs to worry about anyone hurting her, because her wonderful, ex-con, apparently psychotic brother is free and keeping her out of harm’s way.
How obsessed do you want him to be with you? (me)- This much.
I’m shocked it took this long for Mom to nail her down to someone. Adam turned out to be gay, Parker still can’t walk properly, and all the other suitors she’s had over the past six months have mysteriously vanished from existence.
You’re fucking welcome, Olivia.
They weren’t enough for you. No one is except me.
When nobody moved, she flapped her hands to shoo us out of the auditorium, like we were so many unwelcome chickens. I loitered until James brushed past me, then followed him out to the loading dock. Alexander was already there, already lighting a spliff.
“That son of a bitch,” he said. “He’s got half as many lines as we do and he’s got the nerve to interrupt our first off-book run? Fuck him.” He sat down, sucked hard on the spliff, then passed it up to James, who took one short drag and handed it back.
“You’re not wrong,” he said as he exhaled, a cloud of white smoke issuing from his lips. “But neither is he.”
Alexander looked mutinous. “Well, fuck you, too.”
“Don’t pout. We should know our lines better. Richard’s called us out on it, is all.”
“Yeah,” I said, “but he was a major dick about it.”
One corner of James’s mouth twitched toward a smile. “True.”
Scene 10Kitabı okuyor
Shay: Neden dünyanın bu bölgesinde araba yok?
Shay: Bir araç için 45-60 dakika beklemek zorunda kalmamın çok kaba olduğunu düşünüyorum.
Shay: Bana her zaman bu şehrin değiştiğini söylüyorsun ama araba servisleri nerede? Peki ya yemek? Söz konusu önemli şeyler olduğunda hâlâ taşrada yaşıyoruz sayılır.
Noah: Şu anda neredesin?
Shay:
Sayfa 228Kitabı okudu
"Utanmaz bir çapkınsın Azer."
"Sadece sen söz konusu olduğunda."
"Hım. Şimdi de utanmaz bir yalancı olduğunu düşünüyorum."
Sayfa 249 - Paedyn, Kai
"'What do you think's wrong with Felix?' Mr. Baker had demanded.
He hadn't been expecting the question, so he had to think before he answered. 'I don't think anything's wrong with him, sir', he'd said, carefully. 'I just think he's not-' Happy, he nearly said. But what was happiness but an extravagance, an impossible state to maintain, partly because it was so difficult to articulate?"
Sayfa 90
"Lina."
"Hım?"
"Benimle uyusana."
"Olur."
Sayfa 336
Makima: I am a fan of his, of the hero of hell, chainsaw man. Cry for help and he will come. The devils targeted by chainsaw and the devils who called for help are cut up and killed too. Because of what, he does, he is marked and killed by many devils... But he revs his engine and arises again and again. Some react to his chaotic exploits with anger, others run and try to escape. And still others worship him. And there's another reason he is the devil that devils fear most. The devils that chainsaw man eats. Their names are erased from existence.
never let them know your next move
"A man walks into a bar and says:
Take my wife - please.
But you take him instead."
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“You’re so big. I don’t think I’ll get it all in my mouth.” I drag my tongue from base to tip, feeling the ridges of his piercing and wondering how they’ll feel if he ever fucks me.
He lets go of my hair. I’ll make it fit. Even if it hurts.
It’s the only warning I get before he snatches my hair and forces his cock into my mouth, nearly knocking me over. The bluntness against the back of my throat has me nearly choking, gagging, but I adjust my throat and swallow around him as he starts thrusting into my mouth like a madman.
"You still feel noble, and the others who grudge you and give you the evil eye, they still feel your nobility too. Know that a noble person stands in everyone’s way.
A noble person also stands in the way of the good: and even when they call him a good man, they do so in order to get rid of him.
The noble person wants to create new things and a new virtue. The good person wants old things, and for old things to be preserved.
But it is not the danger of the noble one that he will become a good person, but a churl, a mocker, an.annihilator.
Oh, I knew noble people who lost their highest hope. And then they slandered all high hopes. Then they lived churlishly in brief pleasures, scarcely casting their
goals beyond the day.
‘Spirit is lust too’ – so they spoke. Then the wings of their spirit broke, and now it crawls around and soils what it gnaws.
Once they thought of becoming heroes: now they are libertines. To them the hero is grief and ghastliness.
But by my love and hope I beseech you: do not throw away the hero in your soul! Hold holy your highest hope!”
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When we finally circled back to the cabin and shed our fur in exchange for skin, I pushed Nicolae up against the outside wall and kissed him hard.
He laughed at my desperation and I nipped at his bottom lip, tasting blood. He tangled his fist in my hair and jerked my head back with a scolding look. “Behave yourself.”
“Fuck me and I will,” I muttered.
“Oh?” He arched an eyebrow. “And here I thought I was going to reward you by trying something different.”
Ellie watched me, searching my face intently. “You really trust him, don’t you?”
“I do,” I answered, no hesitation.
“With your life?” she challenged.
“With something a hell of a lot more important than that.”
Her indignation turned to sadness. “You’re not a wolf. You don’t have to go through this ridiculous tradition just to protect me.”
“Have to? No. But I’m going to.”