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1 " Now she’s talking to her soul pieces.” Siret was back to being amused over my weird brain. “Can I keep her?” He turned pleading eyes on his brothers, only for Yael to spin in a flash and deliver a punch right into the centre of his chest.“If anyone is keeping her, it’s me,” he snapped. “I won her fair and square.”Oh for fuc—“Listen up, assholes. For the last time, I’m not a piece of furniture that you guys own, and can trade around when you feel like it— "
― Jaymin Eve , Persuasion (Curse of the Gods, #2)
2 " I’m special,” I declared sarcastically. I actually was special, but not in a kick-the-gods-asses kind of way. More in the dropped-on-my-head-at-birth kind of way. "
3 " He looked hot and lethal. I looked homeless. "
4 " My bravery was a very fickle thing: it mostly only existed until common sense had a chance to sink in. "
5 " This will not kill her. This is a metamorphosis.” A meta-what-the-hellosis? "
6 " All of them except Siret. He had simply crossed his arms and declared that my boobs were his favourite part of every sun-cycle on Minatsol, and that he was not okay with them being hidden. He was going to get slapped twice the very next time I found a chair so that I could reach his face "
7 " Firstly, I’m not always naked! Most people have never seen me naked and they never will.” Kind of a lie—a lot of people had seen me in some state of undress. In fact, most of the dining hall that morning had seen my nipples. “Secondly, none of you can tell me what to do with my body. If I want to be naked all the time, I’ll damn well be naked all the time. "
8 " You are Four until such a time as I give you another number. So. Suck. It. Up.His nostrils flared just slightly, and I knew right then that I’d made a big mistake. Yael stalked closer to me and I wanted to stand my ground, but I couldn’t. He was too big. Too intimidating. And really, really hot when he was mad. His hair and eyes shimmered, and power gathered around him like a cloak. "
9 " You’re a ragdoll, Willa Knight.” Now, he was smiling. And it wasn’t a nice smile. “Your head is filled with straw and you flop around like you have no actual bones. "
10 " We need to anchor your soul before it begins to feed on itself and you die.” “Whoa.” I was scrambling away from him again, but this time on the ground, and I stopped to hold my hands up before me, to keep him back. “What the hell did you just say? My soul is trying to eat me? "
11 " So … penises, right? I mean … just wow, so many penises. What would a girl even do with that many penises together in one place?” Shut up Willa. What the hell is wrong with you? "
12 " Hugging is flirting?” I asked, my voice muffled against his back. “I didn’t start this. This isn’t my fault. It feels nice to touch you guys because you kidnapped my soul. I’m actually hugging my soul right now. This is a private moment. Butt out. "