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She wasn’t beautiful. She looked like an angry walnut.
LMFAO
Beg for mercy. It amuses me.’”
Rae believed if you were lucky your favourite story got told in a dozen different ways, so you could choose your favourite flavour.
Book characters were dangerously attractive in the safest way. You didn’t even know what they looked like, but you knew you liked it.
Reading a book was like meeting someone for the first time. You don’t know if you will love them or hate them enough to learn every detail, or skim the surface never to know their depths.
The idea of deserving someone was wrong-headed. You couldn’t win women on points.
“Everyone who thinks books will make women date assholes underestimates us. If stories hypnotize people, why isn’t everybody terrified movies will turn boys into drag-racing assassins? I don’t want to fix the guy, I want to watch the murder show.
Villainous characters had epic highs, epic lows, and epic loves. The Emperor loved like an apocalypse.
In real life, people let you go. That was why people longed for the love from stories, love that felt more real than real love.
Is truth stone, or is it water? If enough people walk through a world in their imaginations, a path forms. What’s reality, except something that really affects us? If enough people believe in something, doesn’t it become real?”
Finding a favourite character was discovering a soul made of words that spoke to your own. He
An anti-hero was just a villain with good PR. The Emperor might sympathize with Rae. She’d always sympathized with him.
Oh no, whatever you do, don’t accuse me of being cool and sexy!
“My prophecy-giving mouth is up here. What, the chosen of the gods can’t have fantastic tits?”
Revenge was a fantasy as beautiful as true love.
Seriously, you will be powerful A.F.” The king’s brow wrinkled. “A.F.?” “As foretold,” Rae intoned hastily.
LMFAO this is so unserious
