Kingdom Of Ash by Sarah J Maas
Available At: Air Academy, Liberty, Rampart
Categories: Cursing, Drug Abuse, Sexual, Violence
Description: This book contains violence; mild profanity; and explicit sexual activities; sexual nudity.
YA Label?: Yes
Notes: This book contains violence; sexual nudity; sexual activities; profanity; and illegal drug use.
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Page 13: I won’t tell you I never tried crystal, but it really wasn’t my thing…I diddled with pot first, but that tasty green weed couldn’t drag me low enough. Which mostly left downers, “borrowed” from medicine cabinets and kitchen cabinets and nightstands. Wherever I could find them. And once in a while–not often, because it was pricey and tough to score–once in a while, I tumbled way low, took a ride on the H train. Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. A hot shot clear to hell. I Wasn’t Worried About getting hooked, though I knew plenty of heroin addicts. …I mean, you’d think half a bottle of Valium would do the trick. Maybe it would have, but I had to toss in a fifth of Jack Daniels. Passed out, just as I would have expected.
Page 258: She gives me this great smile and I wonder, for maybe the thousandth time, what’s under her short little skirt. ….Eyes closed, I find her there in the dark, hands like silk, the kind you want to wear close to your most private places. Hands to Guide Little boys to exactly those places they want to see, to touch, to taste.
Page 472: With a growl, Rowan swept her into his arms, never tearing his mouth from hers as he carried her to the bed and set her down gently. Off came their boots, their jackets and shirts and pants. And then he was with her, the strength and heat of him pouring into her bare skin. She couldn’t touch him fast enough, feel enough of him against her. Even when his mouth roved down her neck, licking over that spot where his claiming marks had been. Even when he roamed farther, worshipping her breasts as she arched up into each lick and suckle. Even when he knelt between her legs, his shoulders spreading her thighs wide, and tasted her, over and over, until she was writhing beneath him.
Page 744: This kiss lingered. Her mouth traced his, and at the slight pressure of her lips, the gentle request, he answered with his own. The taste of her threatened to undo him entirely, and the tentative brush of her tongue against his own drew another rolling purr from deep in his chest. But Lorcan let Elide explore him, slowly and sweetly, giving her whatever she asked. And when her mouth became more insistent, when her breathing turned ragged, he slipped a hand around her neck to cup her nape. She opened for him, and at her low moan, Lorcan thought he’d fly out of his skin. His hand slipped from her nape to run down her back, savoring the warm, unbreakable body beneath the layers of clothes. Elide arched into the touch, another of those small noises coming from her. As if she’d been just as starved for him.
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