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“Who were you before people started telling you who you should be?”
― Belle Aurora, Raw

“You said you’d never leave me. And I’m holding you to that. Because when you’re safe again, I’m coming for you, Angel.”
― Belle Aurora, Raw

“Not everyone can be a fairy-tale hero.�� He pauses a moment, then adds, “The world needs villains too.”
― Belle Aurora, Raw

“Cracking his knuckles, Cary dramatically prepared to open his fortune cookie. “Let’s see. Will I be rich? Famous? About to
meet Mr. or Ms. Tall, Dark, and Tasty? Traveling to distant lands? What’d you guys get?��
“Mine’s lame,�� I said. “In the end all things will be known. Duh. I didn’t need a fortune to figure that out.��
Gideon opened his and read, “Prosperity will knock on your door soon.��
I snorted.
Cary shot me a look. “I know, right? You snatched someone else’s cookie, Cross.��
“He better not be anywhere near someone else’s cookie,�� I said dryly.
Reaching over, Gideon plucked half of mine out of my fingers. “Don’t worry, angel. Your cookie is the only one I want.��
He popped it in his mouth with a wink.
“Gag,�� Cary muttered. “Get a room.�� He cracked his fortune with a flourish, and then scowled. “What the fuck?��
I leaned forward. “What’s it say?��
“Confucius say,�� Gideon ad-libbed, “man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day.��
Cary threw half his cookie at Gideon, who caught it deftly and grinned.
“Give me that.�� I snatched the fortune out from between Cary’s fingers and read it. Then laughed.
“Fuck you, Eva.��
“Well?�� Gideon prodded.
“Pick another cookie.��
Gideon smiled. ��Pwned by a fortune.��
Cary threw the other half of his cookie.”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You