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141 " ¿Y tus cicatrices? Son un testamento a tu fortaleza. Son prueba de a lo que sobreviviste. Son preciosas. "
― Jennifer L. Armentrout , From Blood and Ash (Blood and Ash, #1)
142 " De sangre y ceniza... Nos levantaremos. "
143 " I…I was Penellaphe of Castle Teerman, Kin of the Balfours, and the Queen’s favorite. I was the Maiden. Chosen. "
144 " I have a feeling that if you don’t leave, he’s just going to stand there and drain precious air from my room—” “While looking exceptionally handsome,” he added. “You forgot to add that. "
145 " wasn’t sure, and I wanted nothing more than to be able to close my eyes and find sleep, but I knew it wouldn’t come. Not for hours. "
146 " I hate you.” I scrambled to fold myself back into my blanket cocoon. “See, that’s the problem. You don’t hate me.”I had no response to that. “You know what I think?”“No. And I don’t want to know.”He ignored that. “You like me.”My brows knitted together as I stared out over the small clearing. “Enough to be wildly inappropriate with me.” A pause. “On multiple occasions.”“Good gods, I’d rather freeze to death at this point.”“Oh, right. We’re pretending none of that happened. I keep forgetting.”“Just because I don’t bring it up every five minutes doesn’t mean I’m pretending it didn’t happen.”“But bringing it up every five minutes is so much fun. "
147 " I did that because I could—because it was my choice. I trained to use a sword and bow because it was my choice. "
148 " Death is like an old friend who pays a visit, sometimes when it’s least expected and other times when you’re waiting for her. It’s neither the first nor the last time she’ll pay a visit, but that doesn’t make any death less harsh or unforgiving.-Casteel "
149 " How are you feeling?”I laughed. I couldn’t help it. A giggle burst free. His head cocked to the side as a half-grin appeared. “What?”“I can’t believe you’re asking if I’m okay when I stabbed you in the heart. "
150 " I wasn’t beautiful. I was a tragedy. "
151 " I may appear calm on the outside, but internally I was nothing more than an exhausted, frazzled ball of nerves. Some of it had to do with the lack of any restful sleep the night prior—well to be honest, for the last several days. "
152 " I know you still don’t want to believe the truth, but deep down, you do. That’s why you asked that question.”He had a point, but I didn’t have the intellectual or emotional capacity to go there. Not right now. "
153 " My heart started pumping as if I’d been fighting for my life, and…dear gods, that’s exactly what I was doing. Right now. Fighting not for my life but to be able to live it. "
154 " Está bien, ¿sabes? Todo lo que sientes. Y todo lo que no sientes. "
155 " Hawke was an Atlantian. "
156 " I’m taking you home.” My heart about stopped for the hundredth time that day. “Home?” I hadn’t expected him to say that. “Back to Masadonia? Or to Carsodonia?” “Neither.” He looked down, his eyes a wealth of secrets. He smiled then, a wide one that stole my breath. He did indeed have two dimples, one in each cheek, and I saw then why there’d only been half-grins before. I saw the two fine points of his canines. “I’m taking you to Atlantia. "
157 " Nothing is ever simple. And when it is, it’s rarely ever worth it. "
158 " Are you going to bathe yourself?” he asked. I wanted to. My skin was not just dirty, it was also chilled, and I was still wearing his bloodied shirt. But I also wanted to be difficult because I was so freaking confused by everything, and as he had warned, I was tired. “What if I don’t?” “That’s your choice,” he replied. “But you smell of Casteel.” I jolted at the sound of his name. His real name. “I am wearing his shirt.” “That’s not the kind of smell I’m talking about.” It took a minute for me to get what he was referencing. When I did, my mouth dropped open. “You can smell…?” Kieran’s smile could only be described as wolfish. "
159 " Death is like an old friend who pays a visit, sometimes when it's least expected and other times when you're waiting for her "
160 " Remember my promise?” “Bathe in my blood. Feast on my entrails,” I said. “I haven’t forgotten. "