What the River Knows (Secrets of the Nile #1)

by Isabel Ibañez

That was the trouble with most magic-touched things. Any traces of the original spell cast were faint, fading slowly anytime it passed hands.

Because if I thought of them, I’d count the miles between us. If I thought of them, I’d remember they were a world away from where I sat

I had learned to live with whatever was left over, even if it felt like heavy rocks in my stomach.

that was actually hilarious. can we talk about that.. NOOO

I LOVE IT

even the button is crazy

holy shit

he won’t kiss you the way i will is insane

WHAT THE FUCK