I’m Not A Violent Person, Sydney. Not At All. I’ll Make Love Over War Any Day. But I Swear, If They’d Hurt You—” “they Didn’t,” I Said Firmly. I Refused To Let Him Know How Scared I’d Been Because I Was Afraid He Might Go After Them. “i’m Fine. You Came To The Rescue.” A Smile Played At His Lips. “something Tells Me You Would’ve Rescued Yourself.” And Like That, The Smile Vanished. “but Spirit Would’ve Been A Lot More Effective Than A Branch.” “your Treejitsu Was Very Effective.

-Richelle Mead

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I’m Not A Violent Person, Sydney. Not

Richelle Mead

I’m Not A Violent Person, Sydney. Not At All. I’ll Make Love Over War Any Day. But I Swear, If They’d Hurt You—” “they Didn’t,” I Said Firmly. I Refused To Let Him Know How Scared I’d Been Because I Was Afraid He Might Go After Them. “i’m Fine. You Came To The Rescue.” A Smile Played At His Lips. “something Tells Me You Would’ve Rescued Yourself.” And Like That, The Smile Vanished. “but Spirit Would’ve Been A Lot More Effective Than A Branch.” “your Treejitsu Was Very Effective.

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Hurt

War

Making Love

How Is Angeline?” Asked Dimitri. “is She Improving?” Eddie And I Exchanged Glances. So Much For Avoiding Her Indiscretions. “improving How Exactly?” I Asked. “in Combat, In Following The Dress Code, Or In Keeping Her Hands To Herself?” “or In Turning Off Caps-lock?” Added Eddie. “you Noticed That Too?” I Asked. “hard Not To,” He Said.

Hands

Dresses

Dress Code