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He’s worth knowing. He’s worth remembering. And when the world has decayed and all I’ve ever known has disappeared in time, you should know the very best of humankind is him.
🫶🫶🫶
Donnelly probably wouldn’t be beamed up with me, and I don’t really want to live on a planet where he’s not there.
“I know you don’t want to be here…” Xander tells me. “But you have to ignore that voice. Not forever. Just ignore it this minute, this shitty second.” This minute. This second. I inhale slowly. “Small hurdles, you know?” Xander says quietly. “You can do that. I know you can, sis. You’re way stronger than me.”
Xander🫶🫶❤️
“But these relationships mean something to the people who love you. And I love you like a son, and I’m…I’m sorry I didn’t take your word beforehand. I’m sorry I’m an ass. I’ve been an ass. You deserved a father-in-law who listened, and I didn’t. But I promise, I’m going to try from now on.”
Lo🫶
He glances over at Mom. “Does anyone in this family have any?” Mom raises her hand. “Me.” He smiles lovingly. “Yes, you do, love.”
Lily and Lo❤️❤️❤️
They wrote Weirdo on my forehead while I’d been sleeping, and my dad came and picked me up with Uncle Ryke.
I remember this🥺
Donnelly has made me feel like my galaxy is the happiest, most exhilarating place to be, even if I’m the only one there.” I drop my head and gaze back at our photo. “He treats me like I’m his moon. His stars. Like I’m the person who makes him glad it’s today and there’ll be a tomorrow, and I don’t know if I’ve ever been that for anyone who’s not my family.” I’m important to someone.
❤️❤️
I’m not a failure. I’m not a fuck-up or future screw-up to Donnelly. I’m someone worth something. And he’s worth everything to me.
Love this!!
Today’s Focus: show Luna I still love her, even if I can’t date her.
❤️❤️❤️
Being on Lo’s shitlist, I can handle, but if I’m on Lily’s, I dunno…I think I’d still go fling myself off this planet and sob.
My Lily fairy 🧚♀️
She nods over and over like she can cement the status of us in place, like she can be okay with it, and I’ve fallen so deep for her, I can’t even crawl out of the hole I’m in. I just want to live there with her.
Is Ryke Meadows’ secretly Loren Hale’s hit man?
LMAO
“For Christ’s sake, Connor, he’s going in my car. I’m dropping him off. I’m picking him up. If you have a problem with that, take it to your god, whoever that may be. And if it’s yourself, there’s ten billion mirrors in your mansion, have fun.”
😂😂😂😂
“Great,” Lo says with a heavy exhale. “Go ahead and say it, Connor. I told you so.”
The fact that Lo used to say this a lot in their books and Connor has never once said it back to him has me SOBBING
Charlie doesn’t stop. “He’s contaminated. Disease-ridden—”
Charlie Keating Cobalt please relax PLEASE
“Joke’s on Charlie though ‘cause you’re definitely not a sheep, but I’m fucking glad he thinks you are.” “Why?” “Because if he went at you, I’d be in his face.” Can’t even imagine how Farrow has felt watching a guy repeatedly go at the love of his life. I’d lose my mind.
awww😭😭😭Charlie stop coming after people pls😭😭
“I thought you like her. I know I assumed it, but I’m usually not that far off. And she’s awesome. You should love her, actually. She’s that amazing, and she’s way better than you, honestly. Fuck you—”
LMAO love frog
I like thinking that moments carry melodies, and being with Luna is like listening to the exultant hum of my soul.
“That’s not her name,” Jane says. “After what happened, after what you did for me”—I’m shaking my head, but tears are already flooding her eyes—“you did help me, Donnelly. You made sure Thatcher was there with me.”
im gonna cry😭😭🥺🥺🥹🥹
“Maeve. It’s Irish,” Jane says. “It means she who rules. And in Irish mythology, she’s a goddess.” Irish. Because of me.
❤️❤️❤️
Maeve Rose Moretti
awww🥹🥹
The way he exists is sexy. It’s the confidence in himself, in who he is. His biceps look cut and sculpted in his tight black AC/DC shirt, and I have trouble not picturing those arms snug around me.
💞💞
“What do you want me to say?” Beckett winces, hurt starting to cross his angelic features. “That I thought, in a momentary lapse of judgment or weakness, that you were doing this for me? That you would concoct some dumb, wild fake press story with my father and uncle to keep me safe from your family? Because I did. Because I thought you still cared about me and our friendship the way I care about…you know what, never mind.”
Oh my heart…Beckett🥺🥺
“Love?” Eliot’s grin has exploded. He buttons his slacks with an amused, delighted laugh. Tom is grinning now too. He told my best friends he’s trying to date me. That he loves me. It’s sinking in, and I feel my smile mushroom. Donnelly shares the grin. “You think I would do all of this just for a girl I sort of like?” “This is beautiful,” Eliot says, “and tragic all at the same time.”
aww
“Your worry looks angry,” I say. His blue eyes rest gently on mine. “‘Cause you’re looking at jealousy.”
love hehe
“How am I looking at you?” I’m trapped in his orbit, not wanting to be set loose. “I’m the hero of your story.” His voice drops to the same hushed sound as mine. “I don’t know if anyone has ever placed me there, but one of the things I’m most scared of is disappointing you.”
🥺🥺🥺
So when I look at you, I see someone who embodies the light side, and maybe I admire you more because you found balance even living among the dark.”
❤️❤️❤️
@StaleBread89: Seems far-fetched imo. Think Loren just hates Donnelly’s good looks.
LMAO DONNELLY
“You’re not dying anymore, Luna,” I promise, my voice hoarse with need. “You’re gonna survive with me.” Her eyes stay fixed to mine, more than just pleasure pooled in them. She manages to breathe out, “I really….really love you.” It plunges into my core. Steals oxygen. I kiss her and whisper, “I love you more.” I feel so connected to this girl. It’s unreal.
i love them so💞
“I’m fucking you because you’re mine,” I rasp into a grunt. “I’m fucking you because I’m the only one who’ll keep you alive, and no one else will ever fuck you like this again.”
❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Luna Hale belongs to me.
love
“I can’t lose you,” Lo sobs. “You’re okay. Come on, love. You’re okay. Wake up. Please, wake up. Lily…Lily.”
im sobbing so fucking hard rn
I can’t watch Lo being split into a million pieces. Can’t listen to his gutted voice. It’s unbearable, and no one pulls him away from her. I wouldn’t even try. It’d be like separating two halves of one soul.
omg💔💔💔
Lo puts a hand on my shoulder. And he pulls me into a hug. It almost breaks me. Then he whispers, “I know.” I start to shake my head. “You did enough,” he breathes.
Lo🥺🥺🥺
I don’t want to survive without her. I’ve never felt this crushing feeling in my life. It’s worse than drowning. Worse than being lit on fire. Worse than Luna’s biggest fear—floating endlessly in space. I’d rather do all of those things than feel this.
💔💔💔
“They’ll make it out. Luna. Lily. They look small, but they’re tough.”
yes my fairy and space babe
“‘Cause it’s okay to put yourself first and chase after the things you want or run away from the things you don’t. Life’s too short to try to be perfect for everyone else.”
YES
“I’ve got that effect on people.” I nod to him. “I’m not really into strangling though. I vote hug.” “I vote you better get out of my face.”
IM WEAAKKK😭😭😭
Lo turns to me. “Take a good look, Paul. Maybe you’ll understand what it means to wait.”
Lo😭😭😂😂
She thinks I’m no one. The girl I’ve given my heart and soul to doesn’t know she even has my heart and soul.
💔💔
She is studying me from afar like I’m the most interesting patient and she’s the most inquisitive doctor. When I catch her, her cheeks go rosy. It’s cute. Gotta say that I’m glad I still have some positive effect on her. If she completely feared me, I don’t know what I’d even do. Go sob on a deserted island for a solid millennium. Befriend a volleyball.
Luna’s so cute and LOL Donnelly
My parents—their souls were intertwined. In my life, their love had always been one-of-a-kind. Stuff of legend and fanfiction, and the fact that it was my reality, that I got to be raised by two soul mates, was a treasure I wouldn’t trade for anything. Not even dirt from Mars or the guarantee I’d write the best sci-fi novel in the world. It was that precious to me.
Lily & Lo💞💞
He cringed at the Rory and Jess drama on the screen. “That reminds me way too much of your Aunt Willow and Uncle Garrison. Gross.”
LMAO
“You’re alive, Luna.” He holds my gaze. “And I get to look at you and talk to you and go on dates with you. What more could I want? That’s everything to me.”
❤️❤️
but pieces of me always feel entwined and bound to Luna, no matter how far apart we truly are.
💞💞
“Whatever we were or are, it’s always been this fragile fucking thing. Anyone else got their hands on it, anyone else knew about it, it felt like it’d just shatter. I dunno. We’re mighty, you and me, but fuck we’re unlucky. And I think we always knew that.”
:((
I know he’s trying to forget that past, and I’m chasing after it.
💔💔
“Why’s my tree splitting apart?” I ask her, then uncap the Sharpie with my teeth. “I’m a horny tree.”
omg lol
My lips upturn, biting on the cap, and I write alongside her hipbone and above her pussy. Donnelly was here. I spit out the cap, just to cup her ass and lick and suck her clit. Her moan and quivering legs are engrained in my brain, top-tier spank bank material. ‘Cause unfortunately I’m not coming inside Luna tonight.
yeah that’s hot
Yeah, fuck O’Malley. Fuck anyone who tries to take her from me. She’s mine.
YEAH
