Mal dragged the last few inches of the sword free of his flesh, wincing at the raw pain. She's stabbed him. She'd f**king pinned him to the wall like a bug. She'd fed from him and used his own blood and power against him. He hadn't seen that coming. He was both affronted by - and admiring of - her resourcefulness.
Eve SilverMots clés tough-love
The aura of his soul. She’d seen them before when she’d guided the dead. But she’d never seen one quite like this, darkness and light blending to a color and texture that was both frightening and beautiful.
Eve SilverWe can’t spend our lives wondering, ‘what if?’ We must simply make the best of what we have. -Lady Mary Wynne-Jones
Eve SilverMots clés inspirational-life
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