There's always more than one interpretation," Orion said from the doorway. Everyone turned to look at him as he came back into the library. "Face it. The Fates speak in riddles because they don't know what the hell they're talking about. If they did, they'd say something straightforward like, 'Orion is the Tyrant and he wants to eat your brains for breakfast' or whatever."
Hector's shoulders started bouncing up and down with silent laughter. Lucas turned his head away and tried to stuff down a laugh of his own, but he made the mistake of catching Jason's eye.
"Zombie Tyrant," Jason whispered to Lucas, his face turning red with a repressed laugh.
"Huzzah death," Lucas whispered back, cracking up. Apparently, that was some kind of inside joke between the Delos boys because all three of them busted out laughing.
Live every day like it's our last day on Earth together," she said, beginning their new motto as she jumped out the window.
"For forever if we can get away with it," Lucas finished, joyfully following her.
Lying on her side, the warm fire at her feet, Helen's laughter died away as Lucas suddenly went from tuning to playing.
It was like an orchestra in an instrument.
He played with both hands-not one hand picking and the other holding down strings-but with both hands so that it sounded like more than one guitar was playing. Sometimes he hit the strings to make them hum like a harp, and sometimes he hit the body of the guitar like a drum to add bass and keep time. It was the most fascinating thing Helen had ever watched, like Lucas had a dozen voices in his head, all singing the same song, and he'd figured a way to make them come out of ten fingers.
Helen looked at his face and could tell why he loved it. It was like thinking for him, only this was a puzzle that he could share with her as he solved it.
He'd walked into her head when he'd come to her world. And she'd walked into his when she finally heard him play.
It was heaven.
Mentre l'ultimo velo le si alzava dagli occhi, decise che se Lucas era gay allora lei si sarebbe sottoposta a un'operazione per cambiare sesso. Ne valeva la pena.
Josephine AngeliniMots clés starcrossed
My whole life I've wondered what it feels like to be loved like that. To be loved more.
Josephine AngeliniShe'd created her own hell, and now that she had learned to control her fear, she knew how to create her own paradise.
Josephine AngeliniMots clés inspirational love hell paradise helen underworld josephine-angelini worldbuilder
Helen stared at him "How do you do that? How do you figure everything out so quickly?"
"You may be all-powerful, but nothing beats plain old logic." He smiled at her
Mots clés reason logic philosophical
Even though she was still so tired she felt glued to the matress, the yelling made Helen's eyes open. She saw Ariadne, Cassandra, and Noel standing over her bed. Correction, they were standing over Lucas's bed and Helen was in it. Her eyes snapped open and her head whipped around to look at Lucas. He was frowning himself awake and starting to make some gravelly noise in the back of his throat.
"Go argue someplace else," he groaned as he rolled over onto Helen. He tucked himself up against her, awkwardly fighting the drag of the casts on his legs as he tried to bury his face in Helen's neck. She nudged him and looked up at Noel, Ariadne, and a furious Cassandra.
"I came to see how he was and then I couldn't get back to my bed," Helen tried to explain, absolutely mortified.
She gasped involuntarily as one of Lucas's hands ran up the length of her thigh and latched on to the sloping dip from her hip to her waist. Then she felt him tense, as if he'd just realized that pillows weren't shaped like hourglasses. His head jerked up and he looked around, alert for a fight.
"Oh, yeah," he said to Helen as he remembered. His eyes relaxed back into a sleepy daze. He smiled up at his family and stretched until he winced, then rubbed at his sore chest, no longer in a good mood.
"Little privacy?" he asked. His mother, sister, and cousin all either crossed their arms or put their hands on their hips.
Mots clés helen lucas josephine-angelini starcrossed
Had enough?" he asked, smiling at Helen's brazen admiration of his looks.
"Not yet," she said, a matching smile breaking across her face.
"Good.
Mots clés helen lucas josephine-angelini starcrossed
Exactly. So, what can't you take? Decide which of the two options is harder, and do the other. That way, no matter how hard your choice turns out to be, at least you can find comfort in knowing you're avoiding something even worse.
Josephine AngeliniMots clés helen josephine-angelini starcrossed
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