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Genya Safin (The Grishaverse)

Na razrusha'ya. E'ya razrushost. I am not ruined. I am ruination.

THOMAS CRESSWELL [Stalking Jack the Ripper series by @kerrimaniscalco ]

Thomas lifted his hand to my face, carefully stroking trails of fire across my jawline. “True, I want your father’s approval. But I want your permission. No one else’s. This can’t work any other way. You are not mine to take.” He brushed his lips against mine. Softly, so softly I might have imagined them there. My eyes fluttered shut. He could persuade me to build a steamship to the moon when he kissed me. We could orbit the stars together. “You are yours to give.”

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the court doesn't care what my name is or where I'm from or where I'll be tomorrow. it lets me e x i s t as I am.

a year ago neil had been a scared nobody, hating himself for signing the foxes’ contract and counting down days until he moved in with wymack. tonight he was the starting striker for the first-ranked team in the NCAA. in two years he’d be captain, and in four he’d graduate from palmetto state. neil would find a professional team first and then fight tooth and nail to make the cut for court. neil could already imagine the weight of an olympics medal around his neck. he didn’t even care what color it was so long as it was his.

better than that bright future was what he already had: a court that would always be home, a family who’d never give up on him, and andrew, who for once hadn’t wasted their time denying that this thing between them might actually mean something to both of them. neil hadn’t even noticed the silence at first, too distracted by his dizzying thoughts. now he couldn’t help but smile and pull andrew in.

this was everything he wanted, everything he needed, and neil was never letting go.

— all for the game by nora sakavik

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She smiled then, her eyes red, her cheeks scattered with some kind of dust. It was a smile he thought he might die to earn again.

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