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  • #1
    A.R. Torre
    “Losing a child was like losing a limb. You were reminded of it every time you moved, until the consistent adjustments to life became a permanent part of you.”
    A.R. Torre, The Good Lie

  • #2
    A.R. Torre
    “Her death would affect him differently than a normal husband. I agree, the standard response for a husband wouldn’t be to kill himself. But with John?” I sat back in the chair. “Absolutely likely.”
    A.R. Torre, The Good Lie

  • #3
    A.R. Torre
    “And there was something deeply personal about the archetype of the boys that triggered something in the killer. My hypothesis was that the killer’s high school years had been traumatic with respect to his mental growth. The likeliest and easiest theory was that he was bullied by a boy very similar to the victim profile. Given the sexual nature of the torture BH inflicted, he was probably molested or raped by this bully or had struggled with a crush or sexual attraction to the boy—an attraction that could have been nurtured or rejected.”
    A.R. Torre, The Good Lie

  • #4
    M.L. Rio
    “For you it was just one day, then business as usual. For us it was one day, and every single day that came after.” I lean forward on my elbows, so my face is only a few inches from his, so he hears every word when I lower my voice. “It must eat you alive, not knowing. Not knowing who, not knowing how, not knowing why. But you didn’t know him.”
    M.L. Rio, If We Were Villains

  • #5
    Rebecca Yarros
    “His gaze swings toward mine, and his brow furrows. “It’s hard to live with a man who was executed on the same day as my mother.”
    Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

  • #6
    Rebecca Yarros
    “He draws back slightly. “Fen Riorson.” I nod. “He killed my brother at the Battle of Aretia.” My mind scrambles, trying to harmonize what I’ve read and what he’s saying. “But your father wasn’t on that roll.” But Liam was—as a witness.”
    Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

  • #7
    Caroline Peckham
    “I jabbed Caleb under his chin, forcing him to look at me. “Altair, fuck what the crowd thinks. I don't care if you're into bondage with leprechauns, leave that shit off the pitch, you got it?”
    Caroline Peckham, Ruthless Fae

  • #8
    Ingrid Seymour
    “I started to leave, but Wölfe trapped me in his arms and buried his face in my neck. “I’ll come before the night is over.” The words rumbled in his chest, and I felt them to the tips of my toes. Kalyll. Wölfe. Wölfe. Kalyll. My emotions flared for both of them. How could I feel this way about two completely different males?”
    Ingrid Seymour, A Cage So Gilded

  • #9
    Ingrid Seymour
    “I will tell you something that very few people know,” she said, spearing a piece of roasted beef. “I think I can trust you.” “And what is that?” Kryn asked, spreading the green bean casserole apart with his fork, as if he expected to find razor blades hidden in it. “I am human.”
    Ingrid Seymour, A Cage So Gilded

  • #10
    Ingrid Seymour
    “Wölfe whispered in my ear. —You chose this godsforsaken place over her. It’s your fault she’s frozen in time. You had to take the crown from the little prince, so you could wear it. Now, we both suffer. Now, we both mourn her. You don’t deserve her—not when you don’t put her first. You killed her. No! I have not lost her. She’s still here, and soon she will awaken. And once she was back, she would soothe all this pain away with only a smile. And her mouth and smooth skin would provide refuge. Her touch would be a salve to all this loss. —How selfish are you? Can’t you think of no one else but yourself? No matter. While you cry like a weakling, I will be the one soothing her, protecting her, making sure she’s safe. I shook my head, a growl escaping me.”
    Ingrid Seymour, A Court So Dark

  • #11
    Matthew Edward Hall
    “Earth Breathes in Us.”
    Matthew Edward Hall

  • #12
    Michelle Madow
    “Stay present. Don’t worry about what you might face. Focus on what you are facing. The second you get lost in your mind is the second you might end up dead.”
    Michelle Madow, The Secrets of Magic

  • #13
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Because you pretend to be irreverent and lazy, but deep down, you don’t give up. Because you know that if you do, then they win. All the asp-holes, as you called them, win. So living, and living well—it’s the greatest fuck you that you can ever give them.”
    Sarah J. Maas, House of Earth and Blood

  • #14
    Lauren Lacey
    “Growth doesn’t always happen in a straight line, nor does it happen overnight, so I thank you in advance for this difficult journey that we're about to embark on together, and I hope you can grow to love me as I’ve finally grown to love myself.”
    Lauren Lacey, Love You, Finally

  • #15
    H.D. Carlton
    “He’s such a fucking oxymoron. Contradicting in the most agonizing ways.”
    H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

  • #16
    H.D. Carlton
    “Look around you,” he commands softly. Hesitantly, I pull my eyes away from his, dragging my gaze across the dozens of mirrors. “What you’re seeing now is what I see every day. No matter how far I run, how hard I try to escape you—you’re everywhere I go. You’re everything I see. Loving you is like being trapped in a house of mirrors, little mouse. And I’ve never felt so at home while being so lost inside you.”
    H.D. Carlton, Haunting Adeline

  • #17
    “If he don’t see, love, and respect that shit, he ain’t the one for you. I could give a fuck about history. Understanding is one of the most important aspects of a relationship. There is no love without understanding. With your mother, I understand that she has to sleep with her cold ass feet on me. And, I hate feet. They sweaty. They stank. They ugly. Yo mama got a fat ass corn on her right pinky toe too. Owee,” he went on, causing me to chuckle.”
    Zee Reneé, All In

  • #18
    Matthew Edward Hall
    “To disassociate darkness from evil.”
    Matthew Edward Hall, San Mateo: Proof of The Divine

  • #19
    “She was a beautiful mess. Chaotic poetry. A distressed canvas. Treasure from the ruins. And whether it had been made clear”
    Grey Huffington, Rugger: The Huntress



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