She might scream when the nightmares found her, but not by choice, not when she was awake.
Melissa MarrI did survive. I still am. And it won't happen again.
Melissa MarrTag: leslie
Whatever this fearlessness, this strength, this difference was, she was starting to like it.
Melissa MarrTag: strong free leslie in-control
I'm not happy," she whispered. "I don't know what I am, but this isn't happiness.
Melissa MarrWhat is it doing to me? Will the darkness consume me?
Melissa MarrYou're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of.
Melissa MarrIf he took her into his arms, he would keep her. He wouldn't let her suffer the way the other mortals had when he'd left them. He would keep her, with his court's permission or without it. Irial wouldn't take her, and Keenan wouldn't stand between them.
Melissa MarrTag: dream desire wicked-lovely leslie niall
I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.
Melissa MarrIt wasn't the tattoo that had changed her, had given her repossession of her body. It was her actions, her choices. It was finding the path when it looked like there weren't any paths to be found.
Melissa MarrTag: leslie
By every mortal standard, the worst faeries in the world were those in the Dark Court. They fed on the baser emotions; they engaged in activities that the other-also amoral-faery courts repudiated. They were also the only ones she truly trusted or understood.
Melissa MarrTag: trust leslie irial dark-court
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