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Alex fainted-"
"I didn't faint," I grumbled, feeling my cheeks flush.
Aiden's lip curved up on one side. "Okay. She was suddenly not walking or talking anymore ...
The FBI had once estimated there were approximately two-hundred and fifty serial killers active in the US at any one time. Alex's job was whittling that number down, one murderous asshole at a time.
Lauricia or Aurelia?
Eliakim, Eliakim the father of Azor,
Alex, you have to be in there. I know you. My
heart would not be beating if you were truly gone.
There was a silence. Then Paul looked at Alex.
'She knows Chesterton.'
'She lives,' said Alex.
You had another tattoo done? What does it say?"
"Alex. It says, Alex. I guess I just needed something to remind me you were real, because after you left, there was nothing ... nothing to say you'd ever been here.
Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius. And I am the Queen of Terrasen.
Alex could name each member of every nineties alternative band ever formed. Kale could kick all their asses.
We're standing in the middle of a graveyard. Alex
Never mind, mother, you weren't far out; he is Alexander too.
He has always been yours, Alex. And you've always been his
ALEXAS
Gracious Queen, even Herod of Judea wouldn't dare look at you unless you were in a good mood.
They resumed walking. Alex felt an ache in his eyes and throat. "I don't know what happened to me," he said, shaking his head. "I honestly don't."
Bennie glanced at him, a middle-aged man with chaotic silver hair and thoughtful eyes. "You grew up, Alex," he said, "just like the rest of us.
Alex leaned close, pushing past repugnance and fear, to hear a wet, gurgling voice say, Who the hell are you?
I swore to you that I wouldn't let that happen, and I know I've failed you, but I'm not going to just give up, Alex. I'll never give up on you.
Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That's another reason I can't read anymore.
(whose initials were probably OCTAVIAN).
Unlike Ronan, Adam's Aglionby jumper was second-hand, but he'd taken great care to be certain it was impeccable. He was slim and tall, with dusty hair unevenly cropped above a fine-boned, tanned face. He was a sepia photograph.
Alex had a nice big cock and knew how to use it.
Damn Alex and his resolve. If I died a virgin, I'd never forgive him.
Untruthful! My nephew Algernon? Impossible! He is an Oxonian.
Nick, space. Now. (Acheron)
Go, Nick, fetch. Here, boy, here. You should let me borrow one of those leather collars you wear and give me a tag with Kyrian's number on it. 'In case of loss, call my owner.' (Nick)
I didn't feel like I fit in anywhere, except with Alex. He was home; he was everything that was right with my world.
Courage, Alexander.....
Courage, Tatiana
journal, not looking at Alexander, even when
Alexander, my nights, my days, my every thought. You will fall away from me in just a while, won't you, and I'll be whole again, and I will go on and feel for someone else, the way everybody does.
But my innocence is gone forever.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
But now as I end this story, brothers, I am not young, not no longer, oh no. Alex like groweth up, oh yes.
We're in this together, Alex. Don't
ever forget that. We're in this together to the end.
AOE/Axsys The magic machine.
So many people have said that to me, that what they really like about Alex is what she brings out in Marissa, and what this situation brings out in her, a hint of happiness and another side to her character.
Alex is dead, do you hear me? All of that-what we felt, what it meant- that's done now, okay? Buried. Blown away.
In the corner of her eye she caught her daughter's shoulders drop as Alex exhaled with uncommon soberness. "So you trust me, and you understand that I will never do anything I think might hurt you."
Miriam stopped outside the armory and pivoted to her daughter. "Alex, what have you done?
Aedion - every breath she took seemed to echo his name. Aedion, Aedion, Aedion.
I don't know what Alex did to piss this poisonous cow off, but now I want blood.
Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?
Alex Riley is a star - he looks like a star, acts like a star. He is a star.
Aislin is a - " " - drunken slut.
Just say, 'no', Alex, dear."
"You make him sound like a drug.
In their eyes I see you, Alexander
I see you every time
Who is he?"
"An idiot, said Adrian. "Makes me look like an upstanding member of society.
We will call him Anthony Alexander Barrington. After my father and brother. We'll call him Alexander.
She is stunning in her anger. Her eyes are bright, her chest is heaving and all I want to do is slam against her into nearest wall. I take a deep breath to calm the hormones, again."- Alex.
Fuck you, Alex." "Come on, man. You were always there for me. You have woman troubles. You can lean on me." "You make it sound like I'm menstruating, Alex." Sean nodded. "That would explain the mood swings,
ardor which is tapas; the name Indra
Anna, my strong, terrifying Anna.
Alexis, I love you.
An alkie in full defiant
But truly, if I were not Alexander, I would be Diogenes.
You don't believe in unconditional love. Neither does Alex. So you both threw away the best thing you ever had because you didn't believe in each other or yourselves.
Arin used to clutch his head in disgusted wonder at how fascinated he'd once been by the daughter of the Valorian general. He used to sting at her rejection. Now, though, the thought of Kestrel gave him a cold relief. Ice on a bruise.
Before sight, before sound, before smell or speech or feeling - was Addie.
I would give Alex back control so she could protect herself instead of making the decision for her.
I'd rather die on my own terms than live on theirs. I'd rather die loving Alex than live without him.
Aelin had promised herself, months and months ago, that she would not pretend to be anything but what she was. She had crawled through darkness and blood and despair-she had survived.
Eva, can I pose as Aesop in a cave?"
No, Don.
I don't ask what Alex sees in him because I'm afraid my disapproval will make her latch on to him even more. That's how it works. I'll have to pretend he doesn't bother me and that I don't want to drown him in the bay.
Alex moved away, clearly crestfallen. Some other day, maybe as soon as tomorrow, she would feel regret, but not tonight. Right now, she couldn't summon the energy to care about the feelings of a wannabe knight in tinfoil armor.
We have an hour before we have to leave," Cray said. "So I thought I might tell you a little about myself. I thought it might pass the time."
"I'm not really all that interested," Alex said.
Jorinda and Jorindel
I am Aelin Aschryver Galatinius, and I will not be afraid.
So you're the infamous Acheron. (Amanda)
Lord and Master of the great barbarian horde that roams the night. (Acheron)
I would never give up on you, Alex. Never."
"Then why are you being such a
"
"What?" His voice dropped low. "I'm being what?"
Infuriating. Stubborn. Thick-skulled. Freaking sexy.
Ryon posed the question in all their minds -what the fuck is he?
The love child of Criss Angel and Adam Lambert? Jaxon tossed back.
His friend gave a soft snort that might've been a laugh. With a little Nikki Sixx thrown in, sure.
Erak. The one they call the Oberjarl," the Arridi answered him.
Impulsively, Axl took a pace forward, raising his ax threateningly.
You'll have to go through the rest of us to take him!" he shouted defiantly.
Well done, Axl," he said. "You've just told them I'm here.
I'm going to a dance."
With Becky?"
No, with Alexander."
Who's Alexander?"
The love of my life!
He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, "I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid."
I will not be afraid.
A line in the burning brightness.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius . . .
And I will not be afraid.
Adrian's new research partner stepped through the door, and I knew the uneasy peace we'd just established in Palm Springs was about to shatter.
Dimitri Belikov had arrived.
Aleksander."
His eyes fluttered shut. "Don't let me be alone," he murmured. And then he was gone.
Like Connor, Alex protected me -and he was the only person I let close enough to do it. Like Connor, Alex could finish my sentences before I did. But unlike Connor, for whom I had ultimately come too late, I was just in time to take care of Alex.
I loved Aeson. You have no idea what love is."
"Oh, I do. I know that it's the best high and the worst hurt all at the same time - not to mention confusing as hell.
Alex has met them at the restaurant with his latest girlfriend, black-banged Lola, a performance artist who claims to have studied magic.
hydra of revolution,
I'll do everything I can to help, you know that, right, Alexander? Not because it's the Clave, but because it's you - Magnus
I don't deserve you. You know that, querida, don't you? (Alex)
We have a name," said Jace. "Magnes B-"
"Shut up." Alec hissed, thwacking Jace with his closed menu. Jace looked injured.
"Jesus," he rubbed his arm. "What's your problem?
I am involved in the land of a leonine and brave people, where every foot of the ground is like a well of steel, confronting my soldier. You have brought only one son into the world, but everyone in this land can be called an Alexander.
What in the bloody hell are you?"
"Andrea Nash," I said. "This is my associate, Robin of Loxley.
I've never felt just like me, just like Alison. I can't be myself in this family because it's more important that I be ... this person who's not ... Adam. Who's normal. Smart. Good. Who's not ... Autistic.
Is Adrian here?"
"Who?"
"Adrian. Tall. Brown hair. Green eyes."
She frowned. "Do you mean Jet?"
"I ... I'm not sure. Does he smoke like a chimney?"
The girl nodded sagely. "Yup. You must mean Jet.
Anya, the minor goddess of Anarchy? A woman who had more balls than most men - because she'd cut them off the guys stupid enough to get in her way and kept them as souvenirs.
No one's ever called me anything but 'Arne.'
Among a thousand other things, she loved Alex for his easy use of we. His willing, unconscious way of taking an oar at the galley of your problem, even if it was just to listen. Even if both of you knew he couldn't do jack shit to help, he made it about us and made you feel less alone. "I
Will you say it?
"Aleksander"
His grin faded and his grey eyes seemed to flicker.
"Again."
"Aleksander
King Alexander, the son of Ammon and of Philip the king, also supreme king of Europe and all Asia, Egypt and Libya, to the Tyrians who are as nothing.
Avarice, the spur of industry.
And among them all Taurus Antinor, praefect of Rome, with his ruddy hair and bronzed skin, his massive frame clad in gorgeously embroidered tunic.
Annant is Pickwick paperless, the hunter of wisdom and due to Lovelace heart, a budding poet-ass.
Alex, you're so beautiful, sometimes just looking in our eyes makes my heart stop. Even if I never see you again after today ... even if I get to be ninety nine years old, and have a life that goes on without you ... I will never, ever forget our first kiss.
I am Damian, the king of Antion, and no one will ever take someone I love from me again and live.
Janine," Anton cried, delighted. "Zach. My, my, this is
Alex, I don't need to keep myself safe from you. I don't want to keep myself safe from you. You mean too much to me. I'd rather have a lifetime of heartache, from you breaking my heart, than even imagine my life without you at all. Because a life without you wouldn't be a life at all.
Annia of the red braid and the ferocious scowl and the long, long limbs. Annia Galeria Faustina ...
"Mine," I whispered, "Mine
Skye." "Lima-Oscar-Victor-Echo
Tell me you aren't as perfect as you seem, Alex." "Not even close to perfect." His blue-gray eyes darkened. "Not a complete asshole either.
Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell)
Alecto was the oldest, unceasing in anger. Magaera was next, retaliator of jealousy, and Tisiphone, the last, regarded as the avenger of murder.
Bychan: little one Cariad: sweetheart, beloved one Annwyl: