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Awakened (House of Night #8) Witch (Sydney Hart #1)

He reaches out, grips my hand, and I dont pull away. So many times Ive thought, this is me, I know it all. And then there is another revelation. But Sam really is my mother – DNA doesnt lie. Dr Lysander doesnt, either. I fight the tears that threaten. Not here, not now.

Kalliass snarl rippled the water in the reflection pool, echoed by Mors own growl.Beron smiled a bit. Only three of us were present for the last war. A nod to Rhys and Helion, whose face darkened. One does not easily forget what Hybern and the Loyalists did to captured females in their war-camps. What they reserved for High Fae females who either fought for the humans or had families who did. He put a heavy hand on his wifes too-thin arm. Her two sisters bought her time to run when Hyberns forces ambushed their lands. The two ladies did not walk out of that war-camp again.

Clockwork Angel ( The Infernal Devices #1)

Helion was watching Beron closely, his stare simmering with reproach.The Lady of the Autumn Court kept her focus on the reflection pool. Any trace of color drained from her face. Dagdan and Brannagh flashed through my mind—along with the corpses of those humans. What theyd done to them before and after theyd died.We will take your people, Tarquin cut in quietly to Tamlin. Regardless of your involvement with Hybern … your people are innocent. There is plenty of room in my territory. We will take all of them, if need be.

Riding Temptation (Wild Riders #2)

A curt nod was Tamlins only acknowledgment and gratitude.Beron said, So the Seasonal Courts are to become the charnel houses and hostels, while the Solar Courts remain pristine here in the North?

Hybern has focused its efforts on the southern half, Rhys said. To be close to the wall—and human lands.

At this, Nesta and I exchanged looks.I desire nothing else than my window to the world.

I avoided the urge to clench my hands into fists.I could offer you so many other things. My voice turned low, honeyed.

Banquets of the Black Widowers (The Black Widowers #4)

You are afraid to claim the mirror. The Bone Carver angled his head. Why?You are not afraid of it?

No. A little smile. He leaned to the side. Are you frightened of it, too, Rhysand?My mate didnt bother to answer from the hall, though he did come to lean against the threshold, crossing his arms. The Carver sighed at the sight of him—the dirt and blood and wrinkled clothes, and said, Oh, I much prefer you bloodied up.

Pick something else, I replied. And not a fools errand this time.What would you give me? Riches do me no good down here. Power holds no sway over the stone. He chuckled. What about your firstborn? A secret smile as he gestured with that small boys hand to himself.

Rhyss attention slid to me, surprise—surprise and something deeper, more tender—flickering on his face. Not just any boy, then.My cheeks heated. No. Not just any boy.

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