The Eldest Curses

GIVE MALEC TO THE PEOPLE!!!!!

Το καλο που της θελω να αξιζει οσο τπτ αλλο.
Ποσο να περιμενουμε πια.Φτανει.Γαμω το προγραμμα του εκδοτικου.Εδω και 3 χρονια το εχει τελειωσει.

“What was that noise?” Alec asked, mildly alarmed.

“Oh, it’s just Jace,” Isabelle said dismissively. “Hands off, Jace! He called me.”

“No, the sound like a thousand trashcan lids falling out of the sky.”

“Oh, Jace was swinging a big axe on a chain when you called,” Isabelle said. “Jace! Your axe is stuck in the wall. Don’t worry about unimportant things, Alec. Update me on the important stuff. How is Magnus, and I don’t mean his wellbeing?“

Alec coughed.

“I mean, how are his skills, and I’m not talking about the magical ones,” Isabelle clarified.

“I understand what you mean!” said Alec.

Alec did not exactly have an answer for Isabelle on that particular topic. When he and Magnus had been dating in New York, there had been several times when Alec really wanted to take things farther, but he wasn’t sure of how he felt. He was scared by the immensity of how much he felt. They had only ever made out. Magnus had never pushed. Then the war came, and after the war Magnus asked him on vacation to Europe, and Alec said yes. Alec had presumed they both understood that meant Alec was ready to go anywhere and do anything with Magnus. He was nervous, but he wanted to try all of it: having a future together, going as far as they could go, in every sense of the word.

Only Magnus had not made a move. Magnus was always so careful with Alec. In this case, Alec wished he was being less careful, because Alec was not very good at conversations, especially awkward conversations about feelings—which were all conversations about feelings—and he could not work out how to ask.

Surely Magnus wanted to. Didn’t he?

I.NEED.THIS BOOK.

Now Magnus watched Alec walk toward their bed, safe and home and well-beloved, and he felt the last of the tension slip from his body. He could sleep again, he thought. It had been a while since they slept in their bed together, at the same time. Too long. He rolled his shoulders, sighing, and Alec’s eyes followed the movement.

“I’m not tired,” claimed Alec, clearly lying. “Are you tired? Or would you want to—stay awake?”

Oh. It had been a while for a few things.

Too long.

Magnus leaned in across the bed and lied, his voice soft and delighted: “I’m not tired.”

Alec was already leaning in to him, his lean warrior’s body stretched out on the bed and curving toward Magnus. They met halfway, the kiss moonlight soft at first. Magnus was smiling. Alec’s warm mouth curved, after a moment, into an answering smile. Moonlight changed to starlight, a feeling like points of brightness coming to shining life all through Magnus’s body.

Magnus separated reluctantly from Alec to help Alec slide off his worn T-shirt. Magnus dropped the T-shirt by the side of the bed, and began to draw his own rings from his fingers.

“Hey,” Alec murmured, eyes shining in the low light, voice husky. “Leave them on.”

It had been much too long.

“All right,” Magnus whispered back. “Anything you want.”

“Anything?” said Alec.

Magnus reached out and stroked the angelic rune traced against of Alec’s throat, and felt Alec swallow under the light pressure of Magnus’s fingers and the metal of his rings. Then Magnus clasped the nape of Alec’s neck and drew him in for another kiss. His free hand glided up the arch of Alec’s back, rings stuttering along his spine. His palm slid up to his shoulderblades, mapping the well-known and always wonderful stretch of soft skin and scars.

Alec broke the kiss with a gasp, and leaned his head down on Magnus’s shoulder, tucking his face into Magnus’s neck for a moment. He slid the robe off Magnus’s shoulders, and as the silk slid away he kissed the bared brown skin. The press of his mouth was tender as well as passionate, every move of Alec’s always so utterly sincere.

“Anything,” said Magnus, and meant it with all his heart. “What do you want?”

“Everything,” Alec mumbled. “You.”

“ ‘Everything’ and ‘me’ are not the same thing,” Magnus murmured.

“They are to me,” said Alec.

He kissed him again, kissed away the startled look Magnus knew he was wearing, still caught off guard by Alec Lightwood, still wondering if this could possibly be for him. This kiss went as deep as the first one tonight had been soft, and as they kissed Alec tumbled back on the silk pillows and pulled Magnus down against him.

Magnus nuzzled the rune on the side of Alec’s neck, then kissed the hollow at the base of his throat, and felt the shiver run through Alec’s body beneath him.

Then a scream broke the air.

Ναι το ειδα...με τα νευρα μου παιζει η τυπισσα!!Μου κανει τετοιο sneak peek για βιβλιο που θα εκδοθει το 2020....με σκοτωσε γιατι την αγαπουσα

To 2019 και εσυ...τα παραλες.

αδερφη το αποσπασμα ειναι απο το 2ο βιβλιο των tec...αν θυμασαι αλλαξε η publication order οποτε το The Lost Book of the White ειναι το 2ο βιβλιο που για βγει 2020 και το The Red Scrolls of Magic ειναι το πρωτο που θα βγει το 2019!

Νιωσε τον πονο μου!Θελω Malec daddy mode!!Θα γλυκαθω λιγο τον Οκτωβρη με το The Land I Lost και μετα 2020

Ειμαι φαν μια δεκαετια.Εχω συνηθισει το σταγονομετρο της Clare.

Ναι ρε φιλη αλλα παλια ειχαμε και ενδιαμεσα και αλλα βιβλια να ξεχνιομαστε τωρα πλεον νιωθω οτι κυνηγαω το καλο βιβλιο με την αποχη...

Το καταλαβαινω.Και εγω τα ιδια.
Παλι καλα επιασα τα τελευταια απο throne of glass που μου ειχαν μεινει και ανοιξαν καπως τα ματακια μου.

αρχιζει πολυ μετρια αυτη η σειρα αλλα καπου μετα το δευτερο-τριτο βιβλιο αρχιζει να γινεται φοβερη και δεν της το χα!

Στο δευτερο για μενα.Το πρωτο δεν με ειχε τραβηξει καθολου αλλα μετα κανει ενα μπαμ. Ας μην μιλησω για το ποσο καψουρευτηκα την Μανον βιβλιο το βιλιο....για την Aelin δεν χρειαζεται να πω τπτ. Το Tower of Dawn δεν ειχα διαβασει γιατι ο Chaol δεν ειναι κι ο αγαπημενος μου...και με χαλαγε πολυ το ποσο μακρια ηταν το τελευταιο βιβλιο.Αλλα το πηρα αποφαση και το πιασα.

Μανον+Ντοριαν=Love Forever!!

Ναι στο τελευταιο και εγω σερνομουν γιατι ποιος χεστηκε αλλα νταξ εχει και αυτο το ενδιαφερον του!Περιμενω πως και πως το τελευταιο που θα γινεται της εκδιδωμενης γυναικος το σιδηρουν κιγκλιδωμα

Me too. 2 χρονια περιμενω να βγει το κοριτσι μου απο το φερετρο για να τους καψει το γαμωσπιτο τους.Χαιρομαι που με καταλαβαινεις και θα εχω να το συζητησω με καποιον τουλαχιστον.

“Helen,” Alec said. “The Clave tells us not to trust Downworlders. Despite the Accords, despite everything, we all get indoctrinated, and we —” He broke off, looking up at the clear, cold stars. “I used to follow the rules because I thought it would keep everyone I cared about safe,” he said. “But I’ve started to realize that everyone I care about is a bigger group and a different group than the Clave was built to accept.”

“So what are you suggesting we do?” Helen said.

“We change the Clave,” said Alec. “From inside. We make new Laws. Better ones.”

“Institute Heads can suggest new laws,” said Aline. “Your mother —”

“I want to do this myself,” said Alec. “I’ve realized — I don’t need to change. And neither do you, Helen, or you, Aline. It’s the world that needs to change, and we’re going to be the ones to change it.”

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“I might have gone a little overboard,” Magnus admitted. “But I wanted to lay all the grandeur and dazzle of Europe at your feet. I wanted you to have fun.” "I have had fun,” Alec said. “But I didn’t need any of that. They were just places. You don’t have to set any scene to convince me. I don’t need Paris, or Venice, or Rome. I just want you.”

http://www.mediafire.com/file/qbl8bghl3c8yfd4/The_Red_Scrolls_of_Magic_-_Cassandra_Clare.epub/file

ΦΥ.Σι.ΚΑ το διαβασα μονορουφι ηδη!!

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