Will • James ♾️ • Violet • Cyprian • Elizabeth • Katherine • Justice • Marcus • Grace • Sarah • Devon • and many, many more…

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“I will find you. I will always find you. Try to run.” ♾️.

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“I think what people were is less important than what they are. And what people are is less important than what they could be.” ♾️.

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“Kindness is never a mistake… Somewhere in the heart it is always remembered.” 

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I’M SCREECHING!!! The world and character building by Pacat has to be my favorite ever. Like ever. Ever ever ever ever ever ever and forever. If you know me you know about my obession over the Captive Prince trilogy.  Dark Rise drawn me in. Like smoothly drawn in. Piece by piece. Part I is like a hauntingly beautiful map until we get to the last 30% and by then gripping the book tighter. Tighter to our chest. 

I feel Will and James St. Clair will be something. Something we aren’t ready for ♾️. And I already feel it deep in my bones what they can be, what they might of been but jokes on me because I am still fucking unprepared. I know my attention here is on them but I can’t pass by all the other characters I got attached to. I love them all and they’re all important pieces in this whole world. The little family found that is forming and all the feelings around it and fears. Who am I? 

“He felt the shift—as if the past were here with them—an aching enmity—a war almost lost…”

I am taking this level of plot and suspense, (crossover sexual tension) over a thousand. The tension, longing is immaculate. I really love my romance books but this fantasy world has taken over my brain matter. POW.

Ps. Justice and Marcus. And many, many other stories. Short stories? 🙏🏼. 

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SVRCINA - Who You Are

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Sylvan Esso - Die Young 

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Hurts - Devotion

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“The boy’s alive.” // “…it was an old, broken medallion.” // “…the connection they had shared in their joint experience of the extraordinary.” // “James is here.” // “The air changed, lifting like the breeze in a long-ago garden. It’s you, Will thought, as though they knew each other.” // “He was beautiful. A golden beauty, he might have been carved from fine marble by some master, but there was no one in the world who looked like this.” // “Bad kitty.” // “Sarcean.” // “The bright star holds, even as the darkness rises.” // “When the past is forgotten, then it can return. Only those who remember have the chance to stave it off. For the dark is never truly gone; it only waits for the world to forget, so that it may rise again.” // “He was the Dark King’s favorite…” // “Everything faded, this world insignificant; James the only real thing in it. You, you, you. James’s extraordinary beauty pressed in like a knife; it hurt.” // “Easy to see why the Dark King had wanted him. No one could look at him and not want to possess him. Even in chains, James seemed to command the room.” // “I think he wants you because you were the jewel in another man’s crown.” // “But there’s one thing I do know so well that it’s part of me. Him. The fact of him. The feel of him. It’s deeper than memory, deeper than self, carved into my bones.” // “Maybe we can watch for each other.” // “It’s emotion, isn’t it? Strong emotion.” // “You want it. You want it on you.” // They called him Anharion.” // “Ekthalion.” // “But sometimes there’s——a feeling.” // “My whole life, all anyone’s ever wanted was to possess me… The only one who ever set me free was you.” …

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