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Chapter 63
CHAPTER 63 I gauged the distance between my friends and Jurian, weighed my sword against the twin ones crossed over his back. Cassian took a step toward the descending warrior and snarled, “You.”Jurian snickered. “Worked your way up the ranks, did you? Congratulations.”I felt him sweep toward us. Like a ripple of night and wrath, Rhys appeared at my side. The Book was instantly gone, his movement so slick as he took it from me and tucked it into his own jacket that I barely registered it had… -
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Chapter 64
CHAPTER 64 Rhysand went still as death. Cassian snarled. Hanging between them, Azriel tried and failed to lift his head.But I was staring at Tamlin—at that face I had loved and hated so deeply—as he halted a good twenty feet away from us.He wore his bandolier of knives—Illyrian hunting-blades, I realized. His golden hair was cut shorter, his face more gaunt than I’d last seen it.And his green eyes … Wide as they scanned me from head to toe. Wide as they took in my fighting leathers, the Illyrian… -
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Chapter 65
CHAPTER 65 This was some new hell. Some new level of nightmare. I even went so far as to try to wake myself up.But there they were—in their nightgowns, the silk and lace dirty, torn.Elain was quietly sobbing, the gag soaked with her tears. Nesta, hair disheveled as if she’d fought like a wildcat, was panting as she took us in. Took in the Cauldron. “You made a very big mistake,” the king said to Rhysand, my mate’s arms banded around me, “the day you went after the Book. I had no need of it. I… -
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Chapter 66
CHAPTER 66 I didn’t let Lucien’s declaration sink in.Nesta, however, whirled on him. “She is no such thing,” she said, and shoved him again.Lucien didn’t move an inch. His face was pale as death as he stared at Elain. My sister said nothing, the iron ring glinting dully on her finger. The King of Hybern murmured, “Interesting. So very interesting.” He turned to the queens. “See? I showed you not once, but twice that it is safe. Who should like to be Made first? Perhaps you’ll get a… -
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Chapter 67
CHAPTER 67 I fainted.When I opened my eyes, mere seconds had passed. Mor was now hauling away Rhys, who was panting on the floor, eyes wild, fingers clenching and unclenching— Tamlin yanked off the glove on my left hand.Pure, bare skin greeted him. No tattoo. I was sobbing and sobbing, and his arms came around me. Every inch of them felt wrong. I nearly gagged on his scent. Mor let go of Rhysand’s jacket collar, and he crawled—crawled back toward Azriel and Cassian, their blood splashing on his… -
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Chapter 68
CHAPTER 68: Rhysand I slammed into the floor of the townhouse, and Amren was instantly there, hands on Cassian’s wings, swearing at the damage. Then at the hole in Azriel’s chest. Even her healing couldn’t fix both. No, we’d need a real healer for each of them, and fast, because if Cassian lost those wings … I knew he’d prefer death. Any Illyrian would. “Where is she?” Amren demanded.Where is she where is she where is she “Get the Book out of here,” I said, dumping the pieces onto… -
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Chapter 69
Chapter 69 marks a poignant return for Feyre to the Spring Court, as she and Tamlin make their way onto the gravel driveway, greeted by the quiet serenity of the blooming spring season. The landscape, filled with the vibrant colors of nature, stands in stark contrast to Feyre’s emotions as she is overwhelmed with painful memories from her past. The once-beautiful surroundings that should bring comfort instead remind her of her imprisonment—her time in this place felt like being trapped in a stunningly… -
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Chapter I
Chapter I takes place in New York City on a chilly morning, March 10, 2014, where a woman named Jess lies in bed beside a man named Toby. The two have spent the night together, but the woman’s true identity remains hidden—she is, in fact, Addie LaRue, a woman with a history long erased from the minds of those around her. She has long given up on expecting any connection to last; her true self, her past, and her very name are burdens too heavy for fleeting relationships to carry. For Addie, adopting the…-
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Chapter II
Chapter II unfolds against the backdrop of a March day that mirrors the erratic nature of time itself, as winter struggles to release its grip on the land while spring attempts to assert itself. March 10th, a date that marks Addie's birthday, has become less of a celebration and more of a reminder of the stark contrast between her timeless existence and the world around her. For Addie, whose existence stretches far beyond the natural aging process, the concept of growing older is an alien one, and her…-
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Chapter VI
Chapter VI is set against the bustling, ever-moving backdrop of New York City on March 10, 2014, offering a quiet yet profound exploration of solitude and introspection. Addie, the central figure of this narrative, walks through the streets of Manhattan with a sense of isolation that is both familiar and enduring. While the city around her pulses with life and activity, she remains a solitary observer, detached from the ever-changing flow of people who pass by without noticing her. This day represents a…-
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