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“If I ever decide to give my heart to you, Dima, she’d said, holding his hand palm up, then cut it out of my chest and keep it somewhere safe, where no one else can get to it. Keep it locked somewhere, she murmured, repeating the old stories as she brushed her lips against the lines of his palm: Inside a needle, inside of an egg, which is inside of a duck, which is inside a hare, which is in an iron chest—and then bury it under our green oak tree, Dima, where no one will ever find it.

Keep it safe for me, Dima, will you?”
― Olivie Blake, One for My Enemy

“Anything broken could be fixed, he had to believe that. If only for his own sake.”
― Emily A. Duncan, Blessed Monsters

“What do you like to read?”
The corner of Wren’s mouth lifted involuntarily into a smile. Apparently, he appreciated the change in topic as well. “Guess.”
He considered it as he turned another page. “Theologians.”
Wren snorted. “Goddess, no. I’m not so boring as you.”
“Penny dreadfuls?”
“Suitably lurid,” she said, “but no. Medical textbooks.”
Hal’s expression grew puzzled. “I see.”
― Allison Saft, Down Comes the Night

“His searching gaze singed her face like a brand. She tried to ignore it, but two impulses, don’t look and look, warred for dominance. Fear drove the first, curiosity—and indignation—the second.”
― Allison Saft, Down Comes the Night