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1 " But I want you to know," Cleo continued, " that there is hope. And that I am living proof of that hope. Because, even though I was forced into this marriage against my will, I have come to know Prince Magnus Lukas Damora very well these last months. And one thing I've learned is that Prince Magnus is nothing like his father. Prince Magnus is brave and compassionate, and he truly wants what's just and best for this kingdom. Kindness is what makes a good king who will put the needs and rights of his people before his own desires. "
2 " I dunno." She sat on the bench and hugged the robe like a pillow. " I still think that Brett guy is cute." " Good luck getting him away from Bekka." Cleo gathered her silky black hair into a high pony and pink-dabbed Smith's Rosebud Salve on her lips. " She's got more grip than Crazy Glue." " More cling than Saran Wrap," Lala added." More hold than Final Net." Cleo giggled." More possession than The Exorcist," Lala managed." More clench than butt cheeks," Blue chimed in." More competition than American Idol," Frankie stuck out her chest and showed them her diva booty roll.The girls burst out laughing." Nice!" Blue lifted her purple gloved hand.Frankie slapped it without a single spark." I hate to be a downer..." Claudine shuffled back into the conversation wearing her slippers and robe. " But that girl will destroy you if she catches you with Brett." " I'm not worried," Frankie tossed her hair back. " I've seen all the teen movies, and the nice girl gets the boy in the end. "
3 " I shrugged. “Actually, I didn’t tell her much of anything. She must’ve put two and two together all on her own and come up with you being a jerk face.”His gaze slid back to me and he grinned. “Ouch, shortie.”“Yeah, like that really bothered you.” I glanced back through the small window in the door that led to bio. Mr. Tucker was already at his desk—was Mrs. Cleo ever coming back?—and we only had a minute, tops, before the tardy bell rang. “What did you want?”Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a thin slip of yellow paper, waving it in my face. “Guess what I found?”“Obviously not a better personality,” I remarked.“Ha. Funny.” He brushed the edge of the paper across my nose and smiled when I smacked it away. "
― Jennifer L. Armentrout , Stone Cold Touch (The Dark Elements, #2)
4 " Because whipping an atlas at Jackson's head while he was flirt-touching that Frankie girl in geography would have been very satisfying. And beating him with the Eiffel Tower snowglobe while he kissed Cleo in French would have been tres cathartic. But she hadn't. Instead she'd been egg-like: a hard shell on the outside, and a runny mess on the inside. "
― Lisi Harrison , Monster High (Monster High, #1)
5 " And for a split second Cleo saw the value in living openly. Liberation was Windex for the soul. It let the light shine through. But why dwell? Nothing was ever going to change. "
― Lisi Harrison , The Ghoul Next Door (Monster High, #2)
