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“What do I do?” Blue asked cannily. “What have you guys seen me doing?” “Travelling. Changing the world. Trees in your eyes. Stars in your heart.”

palmetto state foxes » neil josten ∟ it’s not the world that’s cruel. it’s the people in it.

Jesper’s mind emptied. He wasn’t thinking of what had happened before or what might happen next. There was only the reality of Wylan’s mouth, the press of his lips, then the fine bones of his neck, the silky feel of his curls as Jesper cupped his nape and drew him nearer. This was the kiss he’d been waiting for. It was a gunshot. It was a prairie fire. It was the spin of Makker’s Wheel. Jesper felt the pounding of his heart—or was it Wylan’s?—like a stampede in his chest, and the only thought in his head was a happy, startled, Oh.

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He wanted to care, he wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out. And it was growing.

palmetto state foxes » matthew donovan boyd ∟ matt turned his arm enough to show off his track marks. he never tried to hide them. they were scars of a battle he’d fought and won long ago.

“You cannot get rid of me, Lily. Nothing you do or say will make me leave. If you don’t tell me now, then I’ll hear of it in a year…” “Stop,” I cry. “…three years, five years, a decade. I’ll wait for you to tell me.” She’s crying—a girl who never cries, who squirms at the sight of tears and a wailing baby. “I love you. You’re my sister. That will never change.” She squeezes my hands. “Okay?”

Lily lets out a delighted squeal, her hands shooting to her mouth. She bounces giddily on Loren’s lap, and he holds the blanket around her body to keep her covered. “Are you serious?” she asks excitedly. “They called us OTP? Lo, did you hear that?”

“Demjin,” muttered Helvar. Kaz didn’t speak Fjerdan, but that word he knew. Demon.

“We used to have the same eyes,” said Serena. “Yours are paler now.” “I like that we’re finally different,” said Sydney, fighting back a shiver. “I don’t want to be you.” Silence fell between the sisters. A silence full of shifting pieces. 

book covers » all for the game by nora sakavic fight because you don’t know how to die quietly. win because you don’t know how to lose.