A single instant of kindness, she thought again, her heart breaking. How do we save them all, Aden? One at a time.
The brain was the single thing that remained sacred among the Psy. To rewire that would equal the erasure of the individual, making the PsyNet a true hive mind.
A court of rotting corpses to worship at the feet of the goddess of death.
I’m yours.” It was his turn to stop her words. “Just stay with me,” he said. “In any way you want.” “You deserve better.” Rough, broken words. “There’s no one better than you.” “I’ll be the best soldier you ever have,” she repeated in a shattered whisper. “I know.” It would have to be enough.
And perhaps, if the adults here and around the world got it right, she’d never know anything but friendship and family and hope. Not war. Not racial discord. Not anger and distrust.
Love has many guises, Thea. Sometimes it’s a stroke of lightning as it was for your father, other times a slow building storm as it was for me, but the one thing that never changes is that it must be nurtured. You can’t kick a heart and expect it not to flinch.
In evading his question, she’d given him his answer. His father had heard voices in his madness and now Raphael heard them, too.
You look so pretty, Molly. Like sunshine.
Kaleb hadn’t expected anything else – if he were on the other side, he wouldn’t trust himself either.
Hawke nodded. He trusted the alphas of the leopard and falcon packs on a gut level. Neither Lucas nor Adam would ever knife him in the back, of that both parts of him were dead certain.
I am not a mortal to be taken,” Favashi gritted out. “I am not a beast to be broken.” Each word was red with power and anger and rage. “I am an archangel.
My ego is dented,” he muttered. “He came to you because his mate made him.” Kaia poked him in the chest. “You can have matching dented egos.
I don’t want any more murdered women in my family, Raphael.” It came out a painful rasp. “I’ve had enough.
I have no quarrel with you, Astaad,” Neha said, “but your lands are an ocean away, while mine border Lijuan’s. I cannot and will not wait for the rest of you when my territory is at risk of a spillover of bloodlust.” Her tone was of the Queen she was, one who had held power for a millennium. “It is a question of protecting my territory.
The Arrow Squad had to die. For some inexplicable reason, this midlevel telepath and field medic was its nucleus; cut him out and the resulting fractures would mean the rest would be far easier to eliminate.
The young are resilient.” “But scars remain.” “Sometimes, the scars are what make us who we are.
He really was a T-Rex, stomping through the company, chewing up people and spitting them out left, right, and center. But the T-Rex wasn’t looking Charlotte’s way, and that was fine with her. She’d just be a quiet, industrious little mouse in the corner, not worth bothering with but too useful to fire.
God, it was hard to think when the force of his personality was smashing against her senses.
I want to mutilate and torture every person on the planet who in any way supported Santano or Tatiana, break them until they beg and crawl. Then I want to tell them it’ll never end.
Gabriel found himself interested, and he’d never before found a mouse interesting.