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Surrender to Me (Wicked Lovers #4) Destiny of the Wolf (Heart of the Wolf #2)

I am twisted tight: between Nico, and Ben.

Something on the wall catches my eye. A recent photo of Astrid that had been hidden in the box in my room hangs there. I pause, look around, and spot a few of the others.So. When Astrid comes for a visit, Stella hangs her photos back up; when Astrid leaves, they are hidden in a box. I shake my head. What weird family am I part of?

Faking Forever (First Wives #4)

Maybe it is time to find out. I pull the curtain out, step behind it. Push the door open and look through.And it is just like my dream: a narrow hall. I used to play hide and seek here. Its dusty and I put a finger under my nose, try not to sneeze. Not used any more?When I step through and let the door shut behind me, Im plunged into darkness. A torch: there used to be a torch hidden here, in the corner. I feel along the wall and reach down, but find nothing.

The Borderkind (The Veil #2)

I walk, slow and silent, one hand touching the wall. The hall stretches past one room, then turns ninety degrees. There are a few slivers of light from ventilation panels near the floor. And voices.I crouch down near a panel, and listen.

…but dont do it, please dont: Im begging you. Stella.

Astrid titters. You should see your face. My, my: so fierce. Its a shame you cant put that energy to better use.He remains alive, Azriel answered, shadows curling around the clawed tips of his wings, so stark against the snow beneath our boots. So do the others.

Lucien was glancing between all of them, wary and quiet. What he knew of Mors history with his eldest brother … Id never asked. Never wanted to.Mor tossed her mass of golden waves over a shoulder. Then lets go home.

V-Wars

Which one? I asked carefully.Mor swept her attention over Lucien once more. I almost pitied Lucien for the weight in her gaze, the utter judgment. The stare of the Morrigan—whose gift was pure truth.

Whatever she beheld in Lucien was enough for her to say, The town house. You have someone waiting there for you.I had not let myself imagine it: the moment Id again stand in the wood-paneled foyer of the town house. When Id hear the song of the gulls soaring high above Velaris, smell the brine of the Sidra River that wended through the heart of the city, feel the warmth of the sunshine streaming through the windows upon my back.

Mor had winnowed us all, and now stood behind me, panting softly, as we watched Lucien survey our surroundings.His metal eye whirred, while the other warily scanned the rooms flanking the foyer: the dining room and sitting room overlooking the little front yard and street; then the stairs to the second level; then the hallway beside it that led to the kitchen and courtyard garden.

Then finally to the shut front door. To the city waiting beyond.Cassian took up a place against the banister, crossing his arms with an arrogance I knew meant trouble. Azriel remained beside me, shadows wreathing his knuckles. As if battling High Lords sons was how they usually spent their days.

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