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1 " The hardest part isn’t dying; it’s surviving. "
― Skye Warren , The Castle (Endgame, #3)
2 " Tell me what you need,” he says, grave and sure. There’s only one answer I can give, only one thing a pawn truly wants. And that’s all I’ve ever been. To my father. To Gabriel. The whole world sees me as a piece to be played. And I can never really be safe as long as I’m being moved around the board against my will. “Set me free,” I whisper. His "
3 " Dreams don’t need to have a purpose. They’re part of living.” “If they’re part of living, then they’re part of dying. "
4 " The queen has freedom the king does not. She decides her own fate. "
5 " Oh, little virgin. I love you with every cold bone in my body. I love you with every dark thought, every violent impulse. I love you enough to leave the walls I’ve carefully built, the iron bars I refined, the castle I made.” “I "
6 " I’m not trying to get out. I’m trying to stay in. "
7 " I'm starting to think every woman has been used that way, every woman has been sold. Which ones of us have escaped that fate? Was my dream of a gentle husband just a shared fever dream? Is a white picket fence just another form of turrets on smaller castles? "
8 " had them installed. My hand closes around the silver hilt of the letter opener. I approach the painting, my eyes narrowed. Like the fake painting of my mother that came, the one that was replaced, this could have been smuggled in. An art dealer. An antiques store. There are a hundred ways someone with excessive money and power could attempt to gain entry into this house. I pull my arm back and stab directly into a red tree, then slash diagonally across, revealing nothing "
9 " I want to slam her against the wall, to growl at her about the risks of being so damn edible around men who like to eat pretty girls for dinner. But "
10 " You captivated me before you even knew I existed. You’re my queen.” My "
11 " I stood in the shadows and watched you laugh, your smile like goddamn sunlight on my face after being buried alive.” Anger "
12 " There is no place he could take you that I wouldn’t follow, little virgin. I will climb into the depths of hell to get you back. That’s my promise. "
13 " I’m possessed by him. Owned. As much an object as any woman of ancient Greece—because nothing ever changes, not really. The societies we build, the secrets we hide. Men and women. The gods themselves. He "
14 " I’m not afraid of dying, because I’m more afraid of living. "
15 " She’s a fucking goddess, all of Tanglewood society at her feet. So pure and shining. I want to drag her into my lair, to fuck her so hard she begs for mercy. I want to make her cry. All the people here celebrate her bright future. I want that for her, too. As long as I can drag her back into the dark every night. "
16 " I want you in my bed. That’s not a secret.” “It’s not enough.” “What, then?” he demands, moving a piece without looking. “What do you require in payment?” “Everything.” His body. His soul. Most of all, his heart. If I spelled it out he would claim he didn’t have one. He sucks in a breath. “You’re asking me to break into pieces. What do you think shards of glass will do to you? You’ll be cut, little virgin. You’ll bleed.” “Then I want to bleed. That’s the payment I require. "
17 " I can spend my days cowering in my room, terrified of what’s outside these walls, scared of what’s inside, too. Or I can make a stand, demanding what I’m due. A pawn with ambition. Or a queen with chains. "
18 " I’m tired of living in the dark. Tired of being blamed for the sins of men. Tired of being moved around the board like an unthinking figure made of marble, meant to touch and to hold and to own. "