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How to Run with a Naked Werewolf (Naked Werewolf #3) Until Fountain Bridge (On Dublin Street #1.5)

Iseult didn’t offer the smile Safi had hoped for, but she did nod and unsteadily push to her feet. I’ll check on you at the next chime. She looked at Evrane and lifted her wrist. Do you want the Painstone back?

But you must have asked him what the spell was for, I persisted.Grandpa just said it was a summoning spell. He insisted I was better off not knowing.

Rules of Attraction (Perfect Chemistry #2)

And you left it at that? I said in disbelief. No follow-up questions at all?You had to have seen him, Owen said. He never meant to tell me about the Luparii at all, but . . . I found out.Owen shrank into himself a little. Look, my whole life, I thought Grandpa was just, like, a grandpa, you know? I mean, he was a retired crane operator! But he used to make these amazing leashes out of braided rope. They were super complicated and beautiful, so much stronger than any other rope I’d seen, and he worked on them all the time, the way other men might whittle or do crossword puzzles. But he’d just put them in a box or give them to his own kids, when they were grown, to use with their dogs . . .

Dark Frost (Mythos Academy #3)

The kid winced, and I recognized the look of a shameful memory. What did you do? I asked.When I was sixteen, I worked at this shitty pet-supply store, and I stole a bunch of the leashes and put them out for sale. They were just sitting there in a box, and . . . He shook his head. They sold really quickly, so I took out some more. Eventually, I’d made a pretty good dent in the box, and I took the cash—minus a finder’s fee, because I was an asshole—and I gave it to Grandpa in this envelope. I thought . . . I guess I thought he’d be excited. But he flipped.

Because they were Luparii leashes, he said quietly.

Then I got it. For controlling bargests, I said.‘...your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies,’ he read, ‘and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.’ He snapped the book shut and leaned back against the wall. Never thought I’d find a story about rabbits fascinating, but even they have their appeal, apparently.

Do you even understand what you just read? I asked, angry all over again. In the story, the lines had been spoken by Lord Frith, the rabbits’ god. He was addressing El-ahrairah, a prince of his kind, who’d let his warren’s population spiral out of control, too proud of their strength. In retaliation for his arrogance, Lord Frith turned the other animals of the forest into the rabbits’ enemies and natural predators. But, at the same moment, he had gifted them with the traits and skills they’d need to have a fighting chance of survival.Leave it to Clancy to mentally cast himself as the hero in every story.

The Black Prism (Lightbringer #1)

I do, though I think I prefer this one to make my point: A rabbit who does not know when a gift has made him safe is poorer than a slug, even though he may think otherwise himself.I shook my head. Stop. Just stop. This is low, even for you.

Oh, believe me, this isn’t even close to how low I’m willing to sink to get you to understand what I’ve been trying to tell you.The issue isn’t that I don’t understand, it’s that I don’t agree.

I know, he said, God, do I know that. There have been so many times I wished you could—that you hadn’t let them crush you the way they did at Thurmond. You’re so unkind to yourself, and you can’t even differentiate the actual truth from the warped version of it that they fed to you.I was so sick of these speeches that if I hadn’t come in here with a purpose, I would have left before he could get started. But this was my price of admission. I had to listen to his bullshit excuses for why he treated everyone around him with as much thought as the grass beneath his shoes.

Never once, in the whole time I’ve known you, have you ever referred to what we can do as a gift. You snarl and snap your teeth if the word gifted is so much as whispered in your direction. There’s a stubbornness in you I just don’t understand, no matter how much thought I put toward it. I can’t imagine how exhausting it must be to use your...what do you call them? Abilities. You punish yourself if you fail to control them, and you punish yourself if you succeed. One of the things I find most fascinating about you is that you’re somehow able to mentally separate your gift from yourself—like it’s a whole separate entity that you can beat back into submission.He stood up and came toward me, his arms crossed over his chest in a mirror of my pose. The air conditioning clicked on overhead, breathing out a hiss of cold air. The chill stroked its icy fingers over my bare arms, my neck, my cheeks. It was a caress. For a moment I was sure I was standing somewhere else, the smell of evergreen and spice filling my nose.

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