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“The first problem here was that Alba was villainously skilled at untangling knots in her needlework, and she knew it. Nothing could resist her obstinance, and this pleased her.
The second problem was that she had been raised being denied little.”

“Discovery is rarely without risks.”
TRUUUU

“I had been scrubbing the remains of an autopsy of my hands, as I recall. Even when you use gloves, there’s a sort of emotional stench that clings to your skin.”

“Mama and Kitty were allowed to have feelings in every direction, but nobody worried about her. Even Robert. Her job was to hold everything steady, for all of them, and they took it for granted she wasn’t going to develop emotions and start demanding her own accommodations.”
Felt, Evie. Felt. Sorry girrrrrrrl. 😕

Ooooo.

suppressing your identity is the real problem here, Misha.

👀… okay, yes.

It's about to get messsssssssy. We found the booze.

Kudos. The sex is good. CHEMISTRYYYYY.
We’re still convinced our roommate isn’t absolutely in LOVE w/you. The roommate’s rhinestone collar wearing chihuahua totally isn’t judging you either…
LoOOove the delulu, brother.
Who cares what’s going on w/the dark magical woods outside your cabin?
I guess I can’t wait for this to fall apart?

“#68: He just had to go and speak that cosmic temptation into existence.”

This one is so oddly addicting. Definitely not my normal, a lil too romcom-y, but at least its very witty and cute!

“Your dissolution is the loveliest thing I have ever seen.”
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“Madness has long been a solitary art for me. It will be a comfort to share it.”

“I am no petty shadow, my dear. I will have all of you, and nothing less.” 👀
#takeMEshadowbaeMiriamRichter

My girl Mo let me borrow this trilogy 🩶 😍

““I end,” I breathed, “with her.”
The truth of it was laid bare in the words.”
😩😤😩

The illustrations at the beginning of each chapter are 💋 🤏🏼 magical.

Yeeeeeesh. You unearth ONE BOG WITCH that’s like, 2,000 years old and now it’s like a Jumanji-Grimm fairytale threw up in this bitch?
(((I’m in love, don’t be fooled.)))

I am entranced.
I’m going on a bog journey thanks to Blood on Her Tongue earlier this year, so, DND. love you bye.
(I’ll update my reviews soon. I’m behind, oopsies)

“Or maybe they’ll become dust and return to the earth, fertilizing it, nourishing the roots of a tree, our story will be understood through the leaves that oxygenate the collapsed world.”

“I leaned into him like I’d kissed him a thousand times over a thousand lives. I almost believed I had.”
#cookin 🤭🤗
I am SIMPPPP for AYoung’s romancin’ 🫡😩😭

“My rage has always lived in my rib cage”

“We are born. We are uncomfortable. We wither.”
I’m not lovingggggg Tantrum. I’m finding this first part a little repetitive.

“Clocks don’t tick anymore, bitch” 💀🤣

“my fingers only circled around air, narrowly missing the edge of her palla. And I was instantly relieved that they did. Because if I had been able to touch her, I wasn’t sure what it would have done to me.”
MEWAHAHA now we build 🙏😈🤭🙂‍↕️

tbh idk what is really gonna happen, this is such a short read but I am living in it 🥹🥲 living for the brief, intimate accurate descriptions. ugh 🫶🏻👏

Book club!!