You are here to supply us with shell blood so that we might study your deficiencies and, perhaps, someday we will know how to fix you. When that day comes, you will be reintroduced as full citizens of Luna.” Her words turned sharp. “But until that day, you have no place in civilized society, and no purpose beyond the blood that runs through your veins. Reading is a privilege that you have not earned.
I know,” said Iko with a dreaminess in her tone, though Cinder hadn’t said anything. “He’s fantastic.
All right. Cinder. Are you following me?” She frowned, hackles rising before she realized he was teasing her.
Kai was looking at her again. She gulped and found that she was shaking – with anger and terror and nerves and the sensation of being captured by his brown eyes. Her.
I, too, have a not-really-a-plan.” Scarlet peered up at her with bloodshot eyes. “I’m afraid to ask.
He set her down, then turned his blue eyes skyward. No longer was he smiling. No longer did he look like an overhyped imbecile on a gaudy parade float. His eyes met Nova’s, and she swallowed.
Winter was fond of paper. She liked the crisp, tactile way it crinkled beneath her fingers.
Hope was a coward’s tool.
A laugh reverberated through his chest, into her, and before she was ready Wolf settled her feet onto a patch of squishy moss. She scrambled out of his hold, caught her balance, then punched him squarely in the arm. “Never do that again.
She pushed back to arm’s length, returning them to the acceptable distance of strangers – or of a mechanic dancing with her emperor. For the first time, Kai missed a dance step, eyes blinking in surprise. She ignored the guilt scratching at her throat.
When you greeted me with a gun on your doorstep, it’s nice to know you meant it.
And the earth if full tonight, tonight, and the wolves all howl, aa-oooooooooo...
I must warn you, my dearest Catherine, that such an endeavour to capture attention could lead to lifelong arrogance and vanity. It is much wiser to let your inner beauty shine through a drab gown than to attempt to conceal it with physical accoutrements.
Anything to be out of these woods.
I’m taking you into custody, and you will answer for your crimes.” “Lovely as that sounds, I actually had other plans for this afternoon.
Though Cinder had intended for it to be a short kiss, she found herself lingering. Hot tingles coursed through her body, surprising and scary but not unpleasant, surging like electricity through her wires. This.
A man barreled around a corner, heading straight for the princess. Winter tensed half a second before he reached her. Grabbing Winter’s elbow, he yanked back the red hood. Scarlet gasped. Her knees weakened. The man stared at Winter with a mixture of confusion and disappointment and maybe even anger, all locked up in eyes so vividly green Scarlet could see them glowing from here. She.
She focused on Jacin. Though he tried to stifle it, Jacin grinned, overwhelmed with relief. There had been so many moments when he’d been sure he would never see her again. “Hey, Trouble,” he whispered. Her lips stretched into a tired smile. Her hand bumped into the walls of the tank as if she wanted to reach for him, and Jacin scooped it up and squeezed.
She was the one hallucinating now. She took a stumbling, uncertain step forward. Wanting to run toward him, but terrified it was a trick.
You’ll want to aim for the head. That usually makes for a fatal shot. Or, if you’re feeling shaky, the torso. It’s a larger target.” “Your head looks pretty big from here.” He.