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baby sis knows whats what even if its a part time job deciphering her texts

my baby sister just started fourth wing today. already going well :)

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UPDATE IM A FUCKING MESS

at this time next week i will be a complete mess, mark my words. rebecca yarros is about to chew us up and spit us out

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ok i just finished onyx storm

WHAT THE FUCK

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spoilers for onyx storm

THE REAL ENEMIES TO LOVERS IS SLOANE/DAIN I SAID WHAT I SAID

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the live texts im getting are sending me

my baby sister just started fourth wing today. already going well :)

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my baby sister just started fourth wing today. already going well :)

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ONYX STORM SPOILERS UP TO CHAPTER 29

I JUST FINISHED CHAPTER 28

THIS IS NOT GOING WELL

I’M LOSING MY MIND I NEED MY IDIOTS BE OK

WHAT DO YOU MEAN HIS EYES AREN’T CHANGING BACK

REBECCA WHY

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IM GOING TO BE PHYSICALLY ILL

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status update: i am camped out in front of my local barnes and noble watching the CFB natty and reading on my kindle while i wait for the OS release party for start. i love life.

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So who else was the weirdo in high school and is now having to watch all the popular girls post "omg onyx storm!" "omg xaden riorson!!" 🥴

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spending today getting my bedroom into optimal reading mode for when i return with OS tonight

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FUCK MY LIFE I HATE SPOILERS ITS NOT HARD TO TAG PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO IT

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chapter 23 blurb! and now to go work on xrgtsas

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“When we get out of here,” she says, tone low and threatening. Blood is smeared on her cheek like some kind of twisted battle trophy. “I’m going to kill you personally.” My mouth twists upwards. “It’s good to see you too, Violence.”

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at this time next week i will be a complete mess, mark my words. rebecca yarros is about to chew us up and spit us out

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i just took a peek at the comments on the new castles chapter while ive been on my lunch break and im cackling at how the reactions were universally the same i love writing fanfics guys

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chapter 22 of castles crumbling (aka Tales from the Airport Bathroom extended version) now posted!

Chapter 21: Till We Meet Again is now up on AO3: READ HERE

Oh hey! We're back! Hope you guys enjoy this one <3

Summary:

Violet should already be dead. People whispered about her weak body and how she would never live up to her family's martial accomplishments. Violet rose above them all, however, fighting and killing to survive the Navarrian Intelligence Agency's brutal BASGIATH training protocol. Now, people whisper about Violet's swift ascension through the NIA's ranks as one of its most valuable operatives and assassins. The whispers don't matter to Violet: She has her own agenda, and it's a dangerous one - finding out what happened to her father.

But one mission changes everything: Suddenly, Violet finds herself in the crosshairs when she stumbles on information Navarre wants buried, and the country she fought for begins to turn on her. Violet knows too much, but she's determined to do what she does best: Survive. Her only hope is the son of the man who they say killed her brother, but their partnership is far from assured. Some grudges run deep, and trust is a currency too valuable to give freely. Xaden realizes Violet may be the key to everything, but with enemies seen and unseen closing in on all sides, the consequences of failure are deadly.

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Xaden eyes me warily when he gets home, clearly picking up on my foul mood as the door slides shut behind him.

To be fair, I’d say only 25 percent of my mood is directly attributable to the shit he’s kept from me this time. The other 75 percent is thanks to the raging headache I developed after staring at my laptop screen for hours on end after I returned from the bookstore.

“When were you going to tell me that Catriona Cordella is in Turchinu?” I ask. No point in beating around the bush.

Surprise flashes across Xaden’s face before he locks it down. “She’s not. She’s already gone.” He raises an eyebrow. “How did you know she was here?”

“A little birdie told me,” I say sarcastically as I cross my arms.

He makes an amused sound, then walks to the fridge, withdrawing a water bottle and then downing a third of it before walking over to sit on top of the coffee table, close enough to me that our knees brush.

“Before you get pissed-”

“I’m already pissed.”

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