A Darker Shade of Magic, V.E Schwab
V.E Schwab

A Darker Shade of Magic

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Аннаje citiralaпре 3 године
The prince ended nearly every sentence with a period. Even the questions. Rhy was the same way, and Kell thought it must simply be a by-product of never being told no.
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 9 дана
Does he get into as much trouble as you do?”
Kell cracked a smile. “Oh, much more. Believe it or not, I’m the responsible one.”
“But you two are close.”
Kell’s smile fell, and he nodded once. “Yes. The king and queen may not be my parents, but Rhy is my brother. I would die for him. I would kill for him. And I have.”
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 10 дана
And because he loved them
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 10 дана
The admission left him strangely gutted, and in that moment, he just wanted to go home (and it was a home, far more of one than Lila probably had). To let the queen touch his cheek, and the king his shoulder. To swing his arm around Rhy’s neck and toast to his birthday and listen to him ramble and laugh.
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 10 дана
“Love doesn’t keep us from freezing to death, Kell,” she continued, “or starving, or being knifed for the coins in our pocket. Love doesn’t buy us anything, so be glad for what you have and who you have because you may want for things but you need for nothing.”
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 10 дана
“You have a house if not a home,” she spat. “You have people who care for you if not about you. You may not have everything you want, but I’d wager you have everything you could ever need, and you have the audacity to claim it all forfeit because it is not love.”
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпре 10 дана
Guilt rolled through him. He should have been a part of the procession, should have ridden in the open carriage with the royal family, should have been there to tease and chide his brother for the way he relished the attention.
Kell was sure that Rhy would sulk for weeks about his absence. And then he remembered that he’d never have the chance to apologize. The thought cut like a knife, even though he told himself it had to be this way, that when the time came, Lila would explain. And Rhy? Rhy would forgive him.
Paula Gaytán Gómez
Paula Gaytán Gómezje citiralaпрошлог месеца
“I know.”
“You are my brother. My closest friend.”
“I know.”
“Then put an end to this foolishness, before I do.”
Kell managed a small, tired smile. “Careful, Rhy,” he said. “You’re beginning to sound like a king.”
Rhy’s mouth quirked. “One day I will be. And I need you there beside me.”
Kell smiled back. “Believe me. There’s no place I’d rather be.” It was the truth.
Anastasiia Rafaienko
Anastasiia Rafaienkoje citiraoпре 4 месеца
Power in Balance. Balance in Power
athorey7je citiraoпре 5 месеци
“Time,” as if that one word could be to blame for everything.
athorey7je citiraoпре 5 месеци
But time isn’t the same for the mad and the blind.”
Dje citiraoпре 5 месеци
“The earth beneath your feet does not care you will be king. Nor the water in your cup. Nor the air you breathe. You must speak to them as equal, or even better, as supplicant.”
tmadani43je citiraoпре 6 месеци
rippled and softened
Skeletonflowerje citiraoпре 6 месеци
but men who waded into waters claiming they could swim should not need a raft
b1699463022je citiraoпре 6 месеци
Why anyone would ever pretend to be weak was beyond her.
b1699463022je citiraoпре 6 месеци
The way they swooned and leaned on men, feigning weakness to savor their strength.
Chrysanthi Tzel
Chrysanthi Tzelje citiralaпре 9 месеци
“It’s amazing,” he said, forcing himself to drink his second portion slower than his first.

“What is?” asked Athos, sinking into his throne.

Kell nodded at the goblet of Holland’s blood. “That you manage to keep your clothes so white.”
bastakamje citiraoпрошле године
Rhy frowned. “I love you, Kell, but I had no interest in matching tattoos.”
Kasper Enevold Nielsen
Kasper Enevold Nielsenje citiraoпрошле године
Such is the quandary when it comes to magic, that it is not an issue of strength but of balance. For too little power, and we become weak. Too much, and we become something else entirely.

head priest of the London Sanctuary
Jakob Sylvest Vierø
Jakob Sylvest Vierøje citiraoпре 2 године
He would see her again. He knew he would. Magic bent the world. Pulled it into shape. There were fixed points. Most of the time those points were places. But sometimes, rarely, they were people. For someone who never stood still, Lila still felt like a pin in Kell’s world. One he was sure to snag on.
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