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Tears were streaming down her face, and she hated it. “Don’t be scared? Are you seriously telling me not to be scared? Turn my entire life upside down, but hey, ‘don’t be scared,’ right? Go f*** yourself.”

Next: tear/tears

[name_f]Natasha[/name_f] looked down, picked at the embroidery at the neckline—sewn in the same shade as her dress—and allowed her mask to falter for a second. No more, no less. I knew, because when she glanced back, a single tear trailed down her cheek. She turned away, squinting her eyes closed.

Next: close

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[name_f]Shani[/name_f] laughed and kept on opening and closing the fridge. “Hello, light. Hello, light. Hello, light. Hello, light. Hello, light.” She did this until the sun came up.

Next word: laugh

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The inn was warm and crowded with people talking and laughing. The stew and bread I ate was the most filling meal I could remember having in a year or more, and I was soon tired. [name_m]Cyrus[/name_m] and the other guard, [name_u]Quinn[/name_u], escorted me and the two boys to the cart and drove to the forest at the edge of town, where we made camp. When I lay down, [name_m]Cyrus[/name_m] retied my hands, this time in front of me, and bound my feet.

next word: edge

She couldn’t have gone that far. Then, after a moment, there. A deep black curl, on the rock edge below. Next to a drop of blood.

next: rock

[name_f]Sophie[/name_f] bit back her scream as the blade fell, suddenly aware of how bad an idea attending what should have been her execution was. She’d forced her way to the front of the crowd, but to fight back through it? Suicide. Yet to stay put now would get her killed as well.
I guess this is what they mean when they say ‘between a rock and a hard place’, hm.

Next: attend

The innkeeper nodded, then leaned close to [name_f]Lady[/name_f] Umbriel, glancing around as if to make sure nobody was watching.
“Forgive my boldness, milady, but is there any truth to the rumors of the king’s illness?”
[name_f]Lady[/name_f] Umbriel instantly stiffened. “Where did you hear that?” she asked curtly.”
“I-I may have heard wrong,” the innkeeper fumbled, taken aback.
[name_f]Lady[/name_f] Umbriel quickly composed herself. “The king is in good health.”
The innkeeper’s mind seemed to have been put at ease as she smiled and finished wiping the table.
“I’ll be right over there if you need me.” she pointed to the crowded bar as she left to attend to other customers.

next: point

“Stand here,” Gaiane orders, pointing next to the altar. “I’ll introduce you to my little band of loyalists. We have quite the collection.”
She takes in our skeptical looks, her eyes lingering on Charis’s hard expression before saying, “You have nothing to fear.” Her lips draw back in that watery, elegant smile of hers. “You’re guests in my home.” Somehow it sounds relieving and threatening at the same time.

Next: elegant

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The woman who had just entered was certainly elegant. Her straight, glossy black hair was a stark contrast against her smooth ivory skin. She wore it loose except for two small braids at the temples pulled to the back, held together with an intricate golden pin in the shape of a nightingale. Her skirt and long-sleeved bodice were made of lavish crimson silk decorated with gold leaf. Unlike any noble I had ever seen, her angular black eyes were kind, and her lips curved into a gentle smile.

next word: loose

She swallowed a large yawn that was threatening to break loose. Nothing bored her more than babysitting duty. Which was exactly what she had been doing for the past two months or so.

Next: duty

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I was a little bitter that they’d just left me, but I guess when duty calls, and all that. [name_m]Gabe[/name_m] tapped my shoulder in Dr. Nikolaev’s class.

“Hey, what’s up? You look…barfy,” he whispered.

next: bitter


His tone is bitter.

I avoid his eyes and focus on my soup, the thick spiral of steam rising towards my face.

Next Word: Rising

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[name_u]Raz[/name_u] was a little more slow to rise. As he stood, looking down on the mess, he whispered, “We killed someone.”

Next word: whisper

Under her breath, she whispered to [name_f]Lana[/name_f], “In exactly five seconds, run as fast as you possibly can towards the door, got it?”
“Yes.” [name_f]Lana[/name_f] breathed back.

Next Word: Run


“Hi.” There was an awkward pause. “What have you found in your packet?” There was that part of me, again, that wondered where he was. Where he’d ran away to.

“You make it sound like it’s a test. [name_m]Just[/name_m] a second, let me go get it.” There was a shuffling noise. “Ah, here it is. I have actually found interesting things out.” [name_m]Chadwick[/name_m] didn’t elaborate.

“And?” I prompted. “What did you find?”

next: interest

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“That,” Perdix says, his jaw sticking out, eyes glimmering with disapproval, “Is your prince Cyrus.” Her eyes double in size while Perdix goes on. “You have proven yourself no loyalist, but you evidently have grievances with the Kyrimona. We are united against a common enemy. Important as that may be, you will speak to your prince with the utmost respect.”

“And…and why would I be speaking with him at all? You’re right, I am no loyalist. What interest do you have in me?”

Next: disapproval

Astrid’s face burned. Beside her, the expressions on her parents’ faces were at least disapproval; [name_f]Astrid[/name_f] tried to convince herself it wasn’t disappointment.

next: burn/burned

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“Where do you think you’re going?” [name_u]Lawrence[/name_u] asked, sounding like an overprotective father. “You’re the one responsible for me getting in trouble.”

[name_f]My[/name_f] face burned, anger suddenly rising in my chest. It was stupid, really, that I was letting [name_u]Lawrence[/name_u] get a rise out of me, but I wasn’t the guilty party here. Sure, I may have issued a threat—though completely harmless. He was responsible, and therefore, he shouldn’t have been blaming me.

Needless to say, I was mad.

next: responsible

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Honestly, anyone who claimed [name_u]Alex[/name_u] and [name_u]Jules[/name_u] Briarwood were even remotely responsible was crazy, because while the twins hadn’t yet managed to burn down the house or kill their younger siblings when they were all left alone together, there’d been enough incidents that they started to make any of the parents in town cry when their child expressed even the slightest admiration of their devil-may-care ways. Indeed, the only parents who couldn’t care less about the reckless behaviour of the Briarwood twins were their own.

Next: reckless

“You’re reckless, [name_f]Astrid[/name_f]! Half the time I genuinely think you have a death wish.”

[name_f]Astrid[/name_f] started to respond, but the events of the previous night held her back. [name_m]Matteo[/name_m] didn’t even know about that, and he thought she had a death wish.

next: wish