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Darkness - Des Rocs
you should see me
in a crown - Billie Eilish
Bird Set Free -
Sia
We Come Together
- Regina Price
Kids (Ain’t All
Right) - Grace Mitchell
Beekeeper -
Keaton Henson
The Safety Dance
- Sleeping At Last
In the End (feat.
Fleurie & Jung Youth) - Tommee Profitt
Trouble - Valerie
Broussard
Ain’t No Devil -
Andrea Wasse
I Feel Like I’m
Drowning - Two Feet
Savior - Rise
Against
Wake Me Up (feat.
Fleurie) - Tommee Profitt
bury a friend -
Billie Eilish
Diminuendo (fest.
Britt Warner) - Lawless
Headlock - Bad
Boy Bill
Wicked Ones -
Dorothy
to the grave
(feat. Mike Stud) - Bea Miller
Run Me Out - Zola
Jesus
Kill of the Night
- Gin Wigmore
Genesis - Ruelle
Church (feat.
Valen) - Lawless
Watchtower -
Michael McCann
Lost Without You
- Freya Ridings
The End - Klergy
Siberian Nights -
The Kills
Can You Hear Me
(feat. Young Summer) - UNSECRET
The Walker - Fitz
and The Tantrums
My Love Will
Never Die (feat. Claire Wyndham) - AG
Throne - Bring Me
the Horizon
Go Your Own Way -
Lissie
Bones of Man -
Equador
White Rabbit -
Haley Reinhart
Shine a Light -
Banners
Unnatural -
Bonhom
Excerpt
Groaning, I blew
a wayward strand of blue hair from my face. Half my hair was falling out of the
messy bun – messy meaning it took me thirty minutes to make that shit look cute
– the sweaty tendrils plastered themselves against my neck and the side of my
face like I’d glued them there. Which totally explained why Barrett gave me a
bitchy tongue cluck of derision.
“You had to pick
a fight today of all days?”
Of course, I did.
If I was going to walk into a room full of Ethereal upper crust and let them
look me over like a slab of beef, then I was getting all my rage out now.
Really, it was safer for everyone that way.
“What? You don’t
think you can make me presentable in the twelve hours we have to get ready?
Some fairy godmother you are.”
Barrett’s lips
parted to answer me just as I felt a frisson of magic rake across my skin. I
wasn’t supposed to be able to feel magic being spent. I wasn’t supposed to be
able to see the motes and hexlines or catch the way each spell’s scent differs
from the other. I perceived all parts of magic – how it looked, how it smelled,
how it felt.
Everything.
The sensation of
a wolf jumping to his other form had a very specific composition. It was part moonlight
and part the breeze flowing through a thatch of trees. It was wildness and
blood and freedom.
And death. Lots
and lots of death.
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