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The Secret Guide to Dating Monsters (Secret McQueen #0) Perfect Scoundrels (Heist Society #3)

Striding forward, the sheet rippled around my legs.

By dusk, I retreated to my suite, pulled out the notepad, and opened the door to my heart, ready to converse with imaginary confidant.Last night, I did what I wanted. I embraced my fear and let it do whatever it wanted to me. It terrified me but freed me. Does that make any sense?

Four and Twenty Blackbirds (Eden Moore #1)

When Elder joined me, I feared he’d tear me away. I expected him to drag me back and slam the doors. But he joined me, No One. It was as if he needed to face his demons in those clouds the same as I did. As if standing together with nothing helped scatter our pieces and realign them into a completely different picture.I heard him, though. I heard his resolution before he left.He’s run out of patience. Whatever self-control he’s exercised won’t last much longer because he knows what I do.

Bloody Fabulous: Stories of Fantasy and Fashion

Not just for the safety and time to heal, but for being with me last night. For no demands. For whatever emotion that links us.Am I ready to answer his questions?

Am I ready to talk to anyone but you?

He wants my voice just like Alrik.I can forgive your mother for doing what she believed to be right, even if her methods were questionable and a damned pain, he said, but if we trace the blame back to its roots, there’s only Ironwood at fault.

I’m not sure where or how to begin, he said, holding a branch out of her way. Nicholas searched for the words. Julian and I were sent to Bhutan because the old man had found records that a monk once sighted a young blond woman in one of the meditation caves—one who never emerged from it again. We thought for certain it would be another fruitless trip. Over the years, the search took us everywhere from Mexico to India, to what I think you’d know as Alaska…?It’s not…it’s not such an easy thing to discuss, he said, his low voice drowned out for a moment by the cracking of thunder. For a time, I was blind to the real role I was playing. I told myself I wasn’t there as Julian’s servant, but as a brother; a friend and protector. I think he did see me as a confidant, but…I’m afraid I’ve too much pride. The realization that I was actually there to play valet festered in me. Made me resent him. Just before he died, I told him that I didn’t want to travel any longer—I wanted out of the trap of servitude again. Ironwood had promised me status if I returned to the arms of the family—promised me wonder, adventure, all the things that sound exciting to a boy of fourteen. But I was never given freedom. I was issued orders. I did not receive the full training, or the locations of all of the passages, you see—I wonder now if Ironwood feared I’d escape through them and somehow disappear.

Angels in Leather (Rebels on Bikes #1)

She did see. Cyrus was a masterful manipulator. He would probably have promised to lasso the moon and bring it down to Nicholas in order to get him to travel with Julian.I wanted to make those choices again. Build my own life, feel like I was at its helm again—the way I only felt with the Halls, when I sailed with the captain.

What did Julian say when you told him you wanted out? she asked.Nicholas was silent a long while. He told me there was a contract I’d signed, and not a single drop of shared blood would compel any of the Ironwoods to break it. He said it was my purpose, one way or another; that it was the order of things. Terribly sorry, old chap, and all of that. I don’t believe he had a black heart in him; he’d only been poisoned with these justifications like all the rest of them.

Etta itched to take his hand, but by the way his shoulders were bunched, she wasn’t sure he wanted to be touched.I realized my mistake. I had been planning to slip away from the family once we returned to the eighteenth century, to fall back into place in my own natural timeline, and I thought I might be able to, after we returned from… He trailed off again. Does Sophia still believe I let him fall?

Etta winced, giving him his answer. I told her that was impossible.Is it? he said, brushing a branch out of the way, I don’t blame her. The whole family must have known I was desperate to escape my contract of service. Exile is a rather neat, if extreme, method of accomplishing just that. I’ve…I’ve even wondered if something in me let him fall, knowing what the consequences would be.

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