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  • #1
    Ali Hazelwood
    “I’m going to kill you,” he gritted out, little more than a growl. “If you say another word about the woman I love, if you look at her, if you even think about her - I’m going to fucking kill you.”
    Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis

  • #2
    Neal Shusterman
    “Hole..." He grips Risa's hand tighter. "Hole, Risa, hole..." And she smiles "Yes, Connor," she says. "You're whole. You're finally whole.”
    Neal Shusterman, UnDivided

  • #3
    Sarah J. Maas
    “What did Aelin promise you?” Hasar smiled to herself. “A better world.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn

  • #4
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Using the chair is not a punishment. It is not a prison,' he said softly. 'It never was. And I am as much of a man in that chair, or with that cane, as I am standing on my feet.' He brushed away the tear that slipped down her cheek.
    'I wanted to heal you,' she breathed.
    'You did,' he said, smiling. 'Yrene, in every way that truly matters . . . You did.'
    Chaol wiped away the other tears that fell, brushing a kiss to her hot cheek.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Tower of Dawn

  • #5
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Where will we go?"
    "I hear hell is particularly nice at this time of year.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #6
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Thank you for the oil," he added. "My skin was a little dry.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #7
    Sarah J. Maas
    “He lifted the lavender soap to his hair, and she squeaked.

    “You don’t use that in your hair,” she hissed, jolting from her perch to reach for one of the many hair tonics lining the little shelf above the bath. “Rose, lemon verbena, or …” She sniffed the glass bottle. “Jasmine.” She squinted down at him.

    He was staring up at her, his green eyes full of the words he knew he didn’t have to say. Do I look like I care what you pick?
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #8
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Hello, Sam," she breathed onto the river breeze.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #9
    Sarah J. Maas
    “This witch had been crafted from the darkness between the stars.

    “I think not, Prince,” she said in her midnight voice. She sniffed again, her nose crinkling slightly. “But would you bleed red, or black?”

    “I’ll bleed whatever color you tell me to.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows

  • #10
    Sarah J. Maas
    “There are no gods left to watch, I’m afraid. And there are no gods left to help you now, Aelin Galathynius.'
    Aelin smiled, and Goldryn burned brighter. 'I am a god.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #11
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Live, Manon. Live.
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #12
    Sarah J. Maas
    “We are the Thirteen,” she said. “From now until the Darkness claims us.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #13
    Sarah J. Maas
    “And it was not darkness, but light—light, bright and pure as the sun on snow, that erupted from Asterin.
    Light, as Asterin made the Yielding.
    As the Thirteen, their broken bodies scattered around the tower in a near-circle, made the Yielding as well.
    Light. They all burned with it. Radiated it.
    Light that flowed from their souls, their fierce hearts as they gave themselves over to that power. Became incandescent with it.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash
    tags: koa

  • #14
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Fenrys … You know, I don’t actually know your family name.” Fenrys threw a roguish wink at the queen. “Moonbeam.” “It is not,” Aelin hissed, choking on a laugh. Fenrys laid a hand on his heart. “I am blood-sworn to you. Would I lie?”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #15
    Sarah J. Maas
    “For across every mountain, spread beneath the green canopy of Oakwald, carpeting the entire Plain of Theralis, the kingsflame was blooming.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

  • #16
    Ali Hazelwood
    “I know what she smells like. This little freckle on her neck when she pulls up her hair. Her upper lip is a little plumper than the lower. The curve of her wrist, when she holds a pen. It’s wrong, really wrong, but I know the shape of her. I go to sleep thinking about it, and then I wake up, go to work, and she is there, and it’s impossible. I tell her stuff I know she’ll agree to, just to hear her hum back at me. It’s like hot water down my fucking spine. She’s married. She’s brilliant. She trusts me, and all I think about is taking her to my office, stripping her, doing unspeakable things to her. And I want to tell her. I want to tell her that she’s luminous, she’s so bright in my mind, sometimes I can’t focus. Sometimes I forget why I came into the room. I’m distracted. I want to push her against a wall, and I want her to push back. I want to go back in time and punch her stupid husband on the day I met him and then travel back to the future and punch him again. I want to buy her flowers, food, books. I want to hold her hand, and I want to lock her in my bedroom. She’s everything I ever wanted and I want to inject her into my veins and also to never see her again. There’s nothing like her and these feelings, they are fucking intolerable. They were half-asleep while she was gone, but now she’s here and my body thinks it’s a fucking teenager and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do. There is nothing I can do, so I’ll just . . . not.”
    Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

  • #17
    Ali Hazelwood
    “Thank you, Oh Penised Overlords, for the recognition I deserve”
    Ali Hazelwood, Love on the Brain

  • #18
    “There is no such thing as a woman who doesn’t work. There is only a woman who isn’t paid for her work.”
    Caroline Criado-Perez, Invisible Women: Data Bias in a World Designed for Men

  • #19
    “You had every intention of being depressed forever, but as it turns out, there's work to be done, meals to eat, movies to see, errands to run. You meant to be in ruins permanently, your misery a monument, a gash across the cold hard earth, but honestly, who has the time for that? Instead, you survived - apparently, you both did - and things are shockingly okay.”
    Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory: Stories

  • #20
    “There are two kinds of people, he thought: the people you don’t want to touch because you’re afraid you’re going to break them, and the people you don’t want to touch because you’re afraid they’ll break you.”
    Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Someone Who Will Love You in All Your Damaged Glory

  • #21
    Stephanie Garber
    “Every good story needs a villain.
    But the best villains are the ones you secretly like.”
    Stephanie Garber, Legendary



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