You have no idea how to dance, do you?ā Cinder fixed her gaze on him, mind still reeling. āIām a mechanic.
Marissa MeyerIf you honestly believe that," said Thorne, stowing the gun again, "then you really don't recognize true value when you see it.
Marissa MeyerWolf," said Ran, enunciating it very carefully. "What an unusual name. Did your parents give it to you?" "Does it matter?" said Wolf, tossing away his bone. "I'm only making conversation." "I'd prefer silence," Wolf said, a growl in his tone.
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