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Leigh Bardugo
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Leigh Bardugo

  • Lois Deborahcompartió una citahace 2 años
    There’s no time to constantly be apologizing for existing. But when someone does wrong, when we make mistakes, we don’t say we’re sorry. We promise to make amends.
  • Lois Deborahcompartió una citahace 6 meses
    She would fight for him, but she could not heal him. She would not waste her life trying.
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    ” He looked down at me. The cold air had put a flush in his cheeks, and the lamplight shone in his gray eyes. “Alina, if I tell you that I still believe we can find the stag, would you think I’m mad?”
    “Why would you care what I think?”
    He looked genuinely baffled. “I don’t know,” he said. “But I do.”
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    I sat in the steam for as long as I could bear the heat and then plunged, squealing, into the snow with the others, before running back inside to do it all over again. I stayed until long past midnight, laughing and gasping, trying to clear my head
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    How was it that Genya had fallen so hard for someone so serious and so quiet and so seemingly oblivious to her gorgeousness? Or was that exactly why she had fallen for David?
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    “What are you doing?” I asked dubiously.
    “I thought it was important that you see yourself in a proper mirror, not that useless sliver of glass on your dressing table,” she said. “But mostly I wanted to see the look on that bitch’s face when she saw you in the Darkling’s color.”
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    I could feel my pounding heart, the press of silk against my skin, the strength of his arms around me, one hand buried deep in my hair, the other at my back, pulling me closer. The moment his lips met mine, the connection between us opened and I felt his power flood through me. I could feel how much he wanted me—but behind that desire, I could feel something else, something that felt like anger.
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    He said nothing, just stared into the darkness of the hall.
    I raised my hand and rested it on his stubbly cheek, gently turning his face to mine. “Tell me.”
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    By now, Mal would be leaving the palace, traveling back to Tsibeya to join the other trackers hunting Morozova’s herd. The distance widening between us felt like a palpable thing. I felt further from him than I had in all the lonely months that had gone before.
    I rubbed my thumb over the scar on my palm. “Come back,” I whispered, my body shaking with fresh sobs. “Come back.” But he wouldn’t. I’d as good as ordered him to leave. I knew I would probably never see him again, and I ached with it.
  • Kate Astakhovacompartió una citahace 2 años
    “Mal,” I whispered into the night.
    “What?”
    “Thanks for finding me.”
    I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming, but somewhere in the dark, I thought I heard him whisper, “Always.”
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