If it grieves you, he said, the words caressing my bones, then I don't think it's absurd at all.
If Feyre can't be bothered to listen to orders, then I can't be held accountable for the consequences.Accountable? I sputtered, placing my hands flat on the table. You cornered me in the hall like a w...
I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.
I found him carefully studying me, his lips in a thin line. Has anyone ever taken care of you? he asked quietly.No. I’d long since stopped feeling sorry for myself about it.
I don't know why I feel so tremendously ashamed of myself for leaving them. Why it feels so selfish and horrible to paint. I shouldn't--shouldn't feel that way, should I? I know I shouldn't, but I can...
His lips were smooth against my skin, his breath warm, and my knees buckled as he lifted my other hand to his mouth and kissed it, too. Kissed it carefully - in a way that made heat begin pounding in...
He brought his lips to my ear. I would have been gentle with you, though. I shuddered as I closed my eyes. Every inch of my body went taut as his words echoed through me. I would have had you moaning...
Feyre, he said--softly enough that I faced him again. Why? He tilted his head to the side. You dislike our kind on a good day. And after Andras . . . Even in the darkened hallway, his usual bright eye...
Before you start yelling . . . ,
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