“MALE” in italiano

To where a beam of moonlight illuminated a familiar-looking male and six others climbing the mountain behind them.

A broad male back filled her vision, most of it obscured by a pair of wings.

The male kept the arrow pointed.

”The male blinked—and it was the only confirmation Nesta needed before she handed over the arrow.

A brutish male face grinning as he anticipated the trophy that would be pulled forth—She couldn’t stop it.

CHAPTER66The Illyrian warrior was smaller than the one Nesta had killed, but this male had gotten his hands on a bow and arrow.

It shifted and warped, its edges fluttering, but it had the vague shape of a tall male.

Expelling her breath in a mighty exhale, she lifted the shield high as the male brought down a sword meant for her head.

“I hear in the duel in Perus where the male was recently wounded, that he revealed a pair of lesser arms, and that he wielded daggers in them.

Rhys as High King: he could think of no other male he’d trust more.

The stillness of a male ready to kill, to defend, to bloody himself.