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He held up his index finger. 'Rule one: in any dispute between mates, the male is always to blame, even when he is clearly blameless. Rule two'—his middle finger joined the first—'whenever in doubt, refer to rule one.

My beloved is the sun And I am the earth that thrives only in her warmth. My beloved is the rain And I am the grass that thirsts for her quenching kiss. My beloved is the wind And I am the wings that soar when she fills me with her gentle strength. My beloved is the rock Upon which rests the happiness of all my days. —The Elements of Love, a poem by Aileron v'En Kavali of the Fey

Will you buckle in? It’s bad enough we kidnapped you.

Ver reisa ku'chae. Kem surah, shei'tani. (Your soul calls out. Mine answers, beloved.)

My hands shot up over my head, grabbing his ears. I yanked, bending forward. North sailed over me. I gasped, stunned by what I just did. "Holy shit," Nathan uttered. "Kota," Gabriel whined. "Mommy and daddy are fighting again.

Are you going to take Sang to the football games, Dakota? It'd make a nice date." (...) "Holy shit," Gabriel said. "The first time Sang gets asked out and it's by Kota's mother.

I may dump the whole class. Except you and Victor. " His light eyes caught mine. "Maybe even Victor.

Sang: Nathan, are you awake? Nathan: Nope. Sang: Sleep texting? Nathan: Yes. Sang: That's a talent.

You don't give warnings. If someone's close enough that you can't run, and they won't let you get away, you're done. Kick, swing, whatever you have to do." "It sounds mean." "Ugh," Nathan groaned behind us. (...) "Peanut, will you just listen? If someone isn't letting you run away, he's not a nice person. Beat the shit out of him.

Will you stop being cute? Your nose is smudging the window. My god, you’re worse than a puppy,

You can just enjoy music without understanding it, muusic is a universal language.

I hate running." He laughed. "You know what's the best part about running?" "What?" "The stopping.

But the Dark cannot claim what Light does not surrender.

Bye, Dr. Green.” I opened the door, stepping out. “I said, call me Sean,” he called after me. “Bye, Dr. Sean.” “Bye, smart ass.

You like books?” Victor asked, catching my look. “Who doesn’t?

If it took me showing some warmth to get warmth in return, I'd do it.

Good afternoon, class," he said. I said a soft good afternoon, but no one else in the class joined me. Dr. Green laughed. "I think my class is missing. Did no one show up today? I'll have to mark everyone as absent. I believe I said good afternoon." The room chorused a low murmuring of 'good afternoon' in reply. "This won't do," Dr. Green said. "I'm here to teach you Japanese. I can't very well teach you English, too.

Well, if it isn’t the future Mrs. Green.” He rocked his eyebrows up and turned back, winking at the woman in the bed. “Excuse me, won’t you? I have to ask my future wife where she might like to go on our first date.

If you let her eat,” Raven said, “she gets nice.” “What?” Marc asked, relaxing his hand. “What do you mean?” “I mean if you feed her, she stops hitting you. She won’t even be angry anymore.

Family is a choice?" "It is?" His thumb pressed into my palm firmly. "It's your choice. Parents and siblings are your relations. Family takes care of one another and helps each other. When each side is working together, when everyone wants it, that makes the difference.

She fell over," Nathan said. "Yeah," Gabriel said. "I thought fainted all graceful. She just crashed

Not all battles can be won. Not all lives can be saved. And no matter how we wish it, not all songs end in joy.

No matter what we do, we won't be leaving music.

Hey there, little mermaid. You don’t want to start that game with me. I win every time.

Dr. Green beamed. “A girl after my own heart. Give her five minutes and she’s ready to go.

Live well. Love deep. Tomorrow, we die.

I didn’t care if he was Russian and huge. I’d kill him for a fry.

I was hunting a thief, and I found a beautiful wreck.

Nathan made an evil-sounding cackle. “Brave words from a dead girl who forgot to load her gun.

He sighed against my hair. "Be good. Listen to the boys. Try not to get them into any trouble." I scoffed. "I don't do that.

Hope was a fragile flicker that he wanted to cup with both hands to protect against the harsh winds of reality.

You were chastising me. You may continue.

Being invisible when you used to be seen...it's like being dead, but no one mourns you.

I want her,” Nathan said.

Kinda wished I had met you sooner,” he said quietly.

Come to think of it, Your Majesty, I believe I must still be growing. Either that, or you are shrinking.

Did you finish yours, Kota?" "Working on it now, Actually." "How's it going?" He sat up, turning in his chair and holding up his notebook. "I don't know. What rhymes with formaldehyde?" My eyes widened. Gabriel laughed, rubbing his fingers against his forehead. "Dude, what kind of poem are you writing?" Kota blinked at us. "It's about a doctor." "Does the doctor fall in love?" Gabriel asked. "No." "Does someone die?" "Not in the story, technically." "What does he do?" "He performs an autopsy.

Your father thought he scored a victory over me when he tricked me into marrying you instead of one of your sisters, but he unwittingly gave me the one daughter I wanted most.

What did I tell you about that giggle? If you start now, you’ll go all evening and get all my patients started and it’ll take me forever to calm them down.

Ku'shalah aiyah to nei."- Bid me yes or no.

Not long enough,” he said. His green eyes smiled at me. “And no giggling. You girls and your incessant giggling. If it wasn’t so cute, I’d give you all detention for it.” “I ...” “And you’re the worst. Your giggling’s infectious and it sets everyone else off. Don’t think I haven’t noticed. First Luke breaks out, and then the rest of them start.

Aw,” Raven said. He planted a palm on my head and massaged my scalp. “Little thief, don’t worry about it. I’ve got you now.

Don't waste time thinking about them. If they walked away from your love, they don't deserve your pain.

Ten minutes to purchase her. One hour to get her lips wrapped around my cock. Three days to taste her juices. Four days to pop her cherry. Two weeks to lose my fucking mind. Shit.

.... Steli forgot knocking....

Heard you missed me", he said, half turning and looking down at me. The smile on his lips broadened. "And that you're beating up the boys at school in protest to get me to come back. Couldn't let that happen.

Dr. Green laughed, resting a hand on his forehead. “You should have seen those boys. They ran so fast, you’d have thought I was the devil come to collect.

Fuck thinking. Thinking hurts the team. Jump.

If you wish to serve me, as you have bloodsworn yourself to do, you must do so with honor. And that does not include introducing yourself by name to people like my mother in order to terrify them into submission.” "Kem'falla—" Gaelen protested. "Don't bother to deny it," she snapped.

It worried me that perhaps my voice was permanently damaged. I couldn’t stand to think that was the case. I would be Sang, the girl with nothing to say, and no voice to say it.

The second rule is family is a choice.” I thought about that. “You can’t choose your family. It’s all blood relations.” “Family consists of people you care about, who care about you, who try to make an effort.

Marései o trópos pou gelás." -Silas Korba

Blood can make a bond stronger, but it doesn’t make the bond.

That was the strength of Ellysetta's weave. Bright, unyielding,indefatigable love. Love that did not know surrender. Love that did not understand limitations or even basic self-preservation. Love that would batter itself to death before giving in to defeat.

Well," she said again, turning to him and tipping back her head to meet his gaze. "As the begetting of an heir holds such dire import, I suggest we get to it.

Wanting love is not selfish, Rain. We're all born missing the connections that make us complete.

I am the steel no enemy can shatter' I am the magic no dark power can defeat. I am the rock upon which evil breaks like waves. I am Fey,warrior of honor, champion of Light.' " the warrior's creed

Cool lips touched hers, and a refreshingly icy breeze swept over her, cooling her more. "Do that again," she mumbled. "Feels nice." She was rewarded by more cooling kisses against her closed eyelids and hot brow. "I'll be fine in a few minutes. I'm stronger than I look." "I know, min ros. I know." Wynter's husky voice whispered in her ear. "Tomorrow, you'll be ready to fight Frost Giants barehanded, but for now, just rest.

Raven pressed his palm against his forehead. “God. You guys sound like you’re already married. This is going to be a disaster.

Peanut,” Nathan cooed. “You can’t paint it if you’re giggling and shaking.

Family takes care of one another and helps each other. When each side is working together, when everyone wants it, that makes the difference.

You don't find a life. You have to make one, with the people around you and the causes you put your strength into.

I never told her how she had saved me. I never told her how she became the dearest friend I’d ever had. I told her I loved her, but never enough. My Edith of the sparrows. My heart. My world.

Battered and bruised but still fighting for dominance his was not the selfish petty pride that made bullies of lesser men but rather the quiet determined dignity that turned men into heroes and made heroes crawl back to their feet from the bitter dust of defeat and stand tall once more.

His eyes lit up again. “Kota was right about you.” I tilted my head at him. “What did he say?” “He said there’s this beautiful angel who has her heart on her sleeve and we have to keep her safe.

He signed, shaking his head. “We’re already done for. I get why you tried to leave, but now you’re back. There’s no escaping anymore.

A woman did not feel jealousy if her emotions were not engaged. And a wise man did not let it fester.

Through the darkness of night, Light will lead the way.

And as for you, Gaelen is your uncle, your mother's beloved brother. He's your family. Learn to get along with him. You don't have to like him, but you might want to consider the fact that he's walked the earth more than twice as long as either of your parents, and he's spent the last thousand years battling the enemies of the Fey. He's probably forgotten more Fey skills than you've ever learned.

When was the last time we talked? Before we moved? Even now, when we had time to talk, he walked off to make phone calls. I thought I should be disappointed or sad but I wasn’t. I was empty. Strangers in a strange family.

rolled my eyes. “Dr. Green...” “Sean.” I stopped, blinking after him. “Hm?” “My name is Sean. You can call me Sean, if you want.

Kota chuckled. “Regret that we ran into each other yet?

A kiss. From Kota. And I wanted it.

You know what’s the best part about running?” “What?” “The stopping.

I looked back at Corey, sharing a glance with him. Corey smiled and lifted his hands up in a have-no-idea way. Russians are complicated.

Do you love me, Rain?" "More than I knew it was possible to love. All the stars will fall from the heavens before I ever stop.

Goddamn-shit-motherfucker,” Gabriel spat out.

Behind your enemy’s smile lies treachery. Show him that behind yours lies steel. Fail to do so, and you only make him bolder.

I live I fight I bleed I die For love. I am Fey" ~I am Fey, a warrior’s poem by Evanaris vel Bahr

Let love, not fear, be your guide.

Such a dangerous word, “why.” Because so often its answer led to places a person didn’t want to go. Vulnerable places.

Ten thousand swords before you, ten thousand daggers drawn. Ten thousand lives defend you, ten thousand warriors strong Our blood will spill ten thousand times In hope, ten thousand sigh For love we face ten thousand deaths With joy, ten thousand die Ten thousand Fey before you, ten thousand fierce and tall, Ten thousand souls protect you, beloved of us all ~Ten Thousand Swords, a Fey Warrior’s Song

think apple pie is my favorite. Although, ask me tomorrow and I might change my mind.

Kimi ga ite shiawase. Koi ni ochite shimatta.

Dakota Jameson Lee! Get your butt in here.” Kota dashed back into the room, his eyebrows up, his hands up in surprise. “What? What’s wrong?

What had come over her? He'd touched her, and it was like electric flame -- like the lightning she could summon -- shooting sparks through her veins. She'd all but melted, boneless, at his feet. He was the Winter King, her enemy, a man feared for his killing coldness, yet when he'd touched her, she had not frozen. She'd burned.

I will not share you." Still holding his gaze, she drove her body down onto his. Tiny threads of lightning danced over his skin in a shocking web of blue-white light. He gave a choked cry. His spine arched. His buttocks clenched tight. The tendons in his neck stood out like cords of steel. His hips surged again, powerfully, rising up to meet her downward slide. She felt the shock of it to her bones. "I will not share," she cried out fiercely, one final time as both of them shattered.

Do you know how a pearl comes to be?" "Oysters make them, from a bit of sand." "Aiyah. From a bit of sand." He rolled the pearl between his fingers. "All pearls begin as something unpleasant that the oysters cannot expel from themselves, even though they may want to. So they embrace these things that will not leave them, shaping them and smoothing away the sharp edges, until over time, they make of these unwanted things great treasures.

I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow, death's silent torment of no tomorrow. I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair, United in misery, the grief that they share. How do I show that, I am not gone... but the essence of life's everlasting song Why do they wee? Why do they cry? I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high. I am sparkling light dancing on streams, a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams. The coolness of rain as it falls on your face, the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste. Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieria from Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson

You don’t have to go that far,” Dr. Roberts said. “You should be able to walk normally. Just no more jumping from balconies for a while.” “How about ever?” Gabriel asked. “Let’s go with that. Never ever jump off the school balcony again. Or any balcony. Stay away from balconies.

You think because you face situations not of your making that you exercise no choice? That you are helpless? To the contrary, child. Your whole life has been full of choices. Hiding from a hard truth is a choice. Surrender - even to the inevitable - is a choice. Even in death there is a choice. You may have no control over the time or manner of your death, but you can choose how you face it.

He collected my hand to pull my finger out of his mouth. “Peanuts.” I laughed, breaking the shock I’d felt. “Bad?” “No,” he said, and he popped my finger into his mouth again. “I like it. Peanut tastes like peanuts.” “So I have to call you Honey, now?” “Yup,” he said, chewing.

Nathan,” I said as loud as I could, but there was nothing to my voice. His blue eyes lit with tears. He shook his head. His eyes drifted from my face to my bound hands and feet. He grumbled something and turned back to me. “I’m going to break this damn thing, okay? Don’t move.

I had nowhere to look but into his beautifil freen eyes. "I make a halfway decent friend if you give me the chance." (...) Kota was on his back, his elbow against his forehead. His mouth was open and he was breathing slowly. With his glasses off, he looked completely adorable. I stayed awake as long as I could to watch him.

After they left, Gabriel turned on Nathan. “So when did everyone get to kiss Sang?” Nathan’s eyebrows went up. “What?” Gabriel held up his fingers, counting off. “North, Kota, Luke and Victor.” Gabriel turned to me, snapping. “Oy. Get over here.” He pointed to his cheek. “Where’s my kiss?” I took a half step forward, but Nathan planted himself between us, his back to me. “No,” he said. “You can’t do that?” “Why not?” Gabriel asked. “She was going to. She’s already done it to the others.

My friends... today, we are not Fey, Celierian, or dahl'reisen, but brothers, united and strong, each of us honorable and worthy warriors of Light. We are the steel no enemy can shatter. We are the magic no Dark power can defeat. We are the rock upon which evil breaks like waves. We are warriors of honor, champions of Light.

Hey, Peanut,” Nathan said with a smirk. “Where’ve you been?” “Well we were going to Europe, but there was this big ocean in the way and North didn’t want to get the bike wet, so we had to come back.” Stone, C. L. (2014-05-31). Push and Shove: The Ghost Bird Series: #6 (p. 249). Arcato Publishing. Kindle Edition.

Ellysetta was sitting at the secretary in Rain's suite, penning a note to her parents, when Bel burst through the doors. The other members of the quintet followed so swiftly that all five warriors nearly ended up in a heap on the floor. They were breathless and flushed, perspiration trickling down the sides of their faces. Kieran bent over, hands on his knees, and dragged air into his lungs. "Well done,brothers. We beat the smug chervil.” "You all look like you could use a drink." Cool and unwinded, Gaelen smiled at the new arrivals from the sofa near the window. "Water? Or perhaps something a little stronger to help you regain your strength?

Why the fruit?” I asked. I may as well be frank. He was being weird. “Are you saying I eat too much junk?” He grunted and rolled his eyes. “Is it a Russian thing? You’re going to have to explain it to me.” “Where I come from,” he said. “Girl sits at table in restaurant.” He pointed to me. Then he pointed to himself. “Guy buys her fruit salad.” “What does a fruit salad mean?” “Introduction,” he said. “Means ... I would like to make your acquaintance.

Did Garrick hunt dragon treasure in this cave, too?" "Of course. He even found some of the dragon's gold." Her head reared back. "No, he didn't." "Oh, he did." Wynter's expression was one of complete sincerity. For an instant, he almost had her believing the dragon's gold was real, until he said, "I know because I put it there myself. Same as my father did when I was a boy." A laugh broke from her lips. "Did Garrick know?" "Of course not. Not until much later. That would have ruined the magic.