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He looked like a freshly woken storm, or a beautiful nightmare come to life so he could personally haunt her.
fallen star’s smile.
People tossed around the word sorry far too easily, as if it were worth even less than the promise of a copper.
the best villains are the ones you secretly like,
The only way to keep innocent young girls from running off to find him is to tell them he’s a monster.
the stars weren’t merely distant lights, they were beings older than the Fates, as terrible and powerful as they were mesmerizing and magical.
The gleaming fortress could have been borrowed from a young girl’s dream,
it’s the fear that feeds him. It’s the same way hopes and dreams give Legend so much power during Caraval.’
drunken peaches coated in luck.
It all looked so innocent and wicked at once,
A mercurial Fate, Jester Mad symbolized happiness destined not to last.
Elantine has invited us here to save the Empire from her greatest fear.
Aging?
As fantastical as Caraval might feel, the next five nights are very real.
Frightened blue petals
The thick bars of the cage smelled of metal and royal ambition.
His interest clung to her as if she were the night’s first act of entertainment.
a grin he must have stolen from the devil,
tell yourself that I love you. That I want you more than anyone.’
If he’d not been such a beast she might have wondered if he tasted like the apple he kept biting, or something else a little more dangerous.
love was a place she wanted to visit,
And his lips – they were being playful now but she didn’t know if they would be gentle with her mouth
He tasted like exquisite nightmares and stolen dreams, like the wings of fallen angels, and bottles of fresh moonlight.
It was the sort of kiss she could have lived in. The sort of kiss worth dying for.
He was something magical, something other, something wrong.
the beautiful deception we’ve just created.
They tasted like frost and wishes gone wrong.
Tella wished she was his weakness. She’d have loved to destroy him.
Until then, my love, try not to die.’
Demon was too appealing of a word for him.
He didn’t lounge or rest, he possessed.
I always thought you were too smart to marry a murderer.’
The type of voice a girl could have easily been consumed by.
she imagined he’d capture her in his arms and hold her so close she’d willingly confess her every sin and secret.
‘I didn’t think you cared about me,’ he said. ‘I don’t,’ Tella snapped. It would have been more convincing if she’d pulled her hand away.
You’re almost as good-looking as you think you are.
‘Be careful,’ Dante countered, ‘you’re making His Deadly Highness sound predictable.’
The Shattered Crown – which represented an impossible choice between two paths
the Fates themselves were merely puppets of the Undead Queen.
It was an ancient marital custom. People would drink each other’s blood to synchronize their heartbeats. So that even when they were parted they could sense if the other was safe
So the author has a blood kink
That’s what I would want, someone who would give me a piece of himself rather than scraps of fabric.’
There were many beautiful young men in the world, but Tella believed that none of them could be trusted with something as fragile, or valuable, as a heart
You’re the starlight to his darkness,
Legend’s power glittered like dreams come to life while Jacks’s magic was nightmarish.
the ruby lights looked like drops of spilled star-blood, shimmering unnatural light on the world below.
whispered prayers of sinners,
The people on the streets were thicker than maggots on death,
white as goddess robes and innocent sacrifices.
the stars were not angelic creatures made of light and angel dust. Some said the stars were the ones who’d created the Fates, which many claimed made the stars the most vicious beings of all.
tarnished silver door, the color of disillusioned dreams and bad decisions.
he was the one who looked like a bad decision.
