Prince of the Sorrows (Rowan Blood, #1)

by Kellen Graves

Because there were at least some high fey who weren’t as cruel as the students attending Morrígan Academy.

A book of old Alvish myths, dropped on campus a year earlier by someone named Cylvan, who had filled the margins with annotations that were thoughtful, sarcastic, romantic, poetic.

golden ring in the gap of the spine for safekeeping,

i just don’t see how that wouldn’t fall out 😭

The golden ring slipped from the gap in the spine, clinking to the wooden floor and rolling to a halt amongst scattered hay.

i knew that bitch wouldn’t hold 😭😭😭

dark wood wainscoting,

I miss yoongi

Saffron wondered if it was actually possible for someone to love another person so deeply. Painfully, excruciatingly. Enough that they would rather die than be without them.

I wish to always be a safe place for you to close your eyes and rest.