This Coven Won't Break (These Witches Don't Burn, #2)

by Isabel Sterling

“You two can stay in the living room,” Mom yells from the kitchen. “No closed doors!” “Why didn’t you say something before I panic-cleaned my room?” I shout back.

Wow mood

She answers with a kiss. It’s soft at first, sweet, but quickly becomes desperate and wanting, and when she threads her fingers into my hair, I forget how to breathe.

The sapphics are winning folks

We kiss until our lips are numb. Learn the places that tickle and the ones that make us shiver. We kiss until we forget what we’re hiding from.

I’m rooting for them so hard wow

“If you don’t let yourself feel all the terrible, scary, awful pieces of grief, your magic may never be yours again.”

This is a great metaphor for everything else too. We have to let ourselves grieve when something is forcibly taken from us, otherwise we won’t ever be able to fully heal

I don’t say the L word. I don’t know if that’s what I feel when I’m around her. I know it’s good and warm and safe. I know I want to see her every day, that I want to protect her and make her laugh. I want to know what she thinks and the secret hopes she holds in her heart.

This just reminds me of that how I Met your mother episode where Barney is lamenting over his girlfriend and saying “I want to hear about her day and tell her about mine and touch her hair but I don’t want to be her stupid boyfriend”

This one has armored hands grasping a glowing pink sword on the cover.

Is this a once and future reference?

“Besides my blood pressure?” He chuckles to himself, clearly amused.

Ha wow I love him already