Wall for Amethyst (page 366)

I’m sorry about your wig, but you were the one who insisted on bringing a monkey!

A tunic so outdated as to be laughable now

Tigris would spend the day waiting hand and foot on her employer and her motley crew of guests while they exchanged morose tales of the deprivation they’d experienced during the siege and drank themselves senseless.

...her infrequent visitors were as fossilized as she.

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’Tis the morning of the reaping that will kick off the tenth annual Hunger Games. In the Capitol, eighteen-year-old Coriolanus Snow is preparing for his one shot at glory as a mentor in the Games. The once-mighty House of Snow has f

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