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"Astrid..." He trails off as if he can't find the word. "I love you. I'm fucking crazy about you, princess."
Tilkiden tırsması çok tatlııı
He flinched when the creature nuzzled his scuffed boots.
She laughed, finally drawing his attention. “I think it likes you.”
“I don’t know why.” Jacks scowled at the beast.
It responded by affectionately licking the buckle at his ankle.
Evangeline continued to smile. “You should name it.”
“If I do that, it will think it’s a pet.” Jacks’s words dripped with disgust, which only further convinced Evangeline this fox might be the best thing that had ever happened to this Fate.
“How about I name her for you? What do you think of Princess
of the Fluffikins?”
“Don’t ever say that again.”
Evangeline and JacksKitabı okudu
Tella ya Jacks'ime haksızlık ediyon sanki biraz
"There's someone in the North that I'm avoiding," inserted the princess.
"Tella," the empress scolded.
"What? It's the truth." The princess turned back to Evangeline. "I love balls and parties that have a high probability of ending dramatically. But I could cause an international incident-possibly a war- if I attend this celebration."
Sayfa 68 - TellaKitabı okudu
i will
take the
blood-tipped
thorns
they
stuck in you
&
from
them
i will
teach you
how to
weave
together
the crown
you
deserve.
-you are stronger than i will ever know.
i am
a lioness
who is no longer
afraid to let the world
hear her
roar.
- an ode to me.
i am
a tigress
who has earned
her softer-than-velvet
stripes.
-an ode to my stretchmarks.
when i see
your light pieces
with
my dark pieces,
i begin to
understand why
they say opposites attract.
- chiaroscuro.
i had a
big smile
on my face
as i burned
the bridges
to all the things
i could not
repair.
when i had
no friends
i reached inside
my beloved
books
& sculpted some
out of
12 pt
times new roman.
- & it was almost good enough.
"I will not fight you," Princess Meria told Rhaenys, "not will I kneel to you. Dorne has no king. Tell your brother that."
"I shall," Rhaenys replied, "but we will come again, Princess, and the next time we shall come with fire and blood."
Sayfa 23Kitabı yarım bıraktı
if
love
is a
battlefield,
then i
must have
forgotten
all of
my armor
at
home.
“I don’t want some fi’len princess. I want you, Opal. I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I don’t care about anything else. I’ll teach you everything you need to know. I want to marry you, I want to rule with you, I want to have children with you.”
She looks at me, tears in her eyes. “Who knows if we can even have kids together, Ke’ain!”
Opal forces out an awkward chortle.
“So, we’ll adopt. I don’t give a shit. I want you. You’re my mate.”
“Damn princess,” I say softly. “Is that really you?”
She looks at me for only a second, but it feels like she looks through me, and something about the cold, poisonous expression in her eyes breaks my heart like nothing else.
