49 Quotes About Rhys
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—Adónde vamos?La sonrisa de Rhys se ensanchó cada vez más.—A Velaris, la Ciudad de la Luz de las Estrellas.–Capítulo 13, pág. 129
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When you healed my arm...You didn't need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year." My brows knit together as he turned, already half-consumed by the dark. "Every single week, and I would have said yes." It wasn't entirely a question, but I needed the answer. A half smile appeared on his sensuous lips. "I know," he said, and vanished.
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—¿Adónde vamos?La sonrisa de Rhys se ensanchó cada vez más.—A Velaris, la Ciudad de la Luz de las estrellas.–Capítulo 13, pág. 129
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Feyre!" someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
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Regardless of his motives or his methods, Rhysand was keeping me alive. And had done so even before I set foot Under the Mountain.
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Thus I became Rhysand's plaything, the harlot of Amarantha's whore.
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Rhys casually released me with a flick of his tongue over my bottom lip as a crowd of High Fae appeared behind Amarantha and chimed in with her laughter. Rhysand gave them a lazy, self-indulgent grin and bowed. But something sparked in the queen's eyes as she looked at Rhysand. Amarantha's whore, they'd called him.
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You dare glamour me?" he growled, his violet eyes burning as they bore into my own. Lucien just pressed me harder into the wall.
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Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. "I'm curious: Why did she wonder if it would feel good to have you bite her breast the way you bit her neck?""Let. Her. Go." Tamlin's face was twisted with such feral rage that it struck a different, deeper chord of terror in me.
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