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He didn’t look like a ghost.
He looked like a god.

“Has anyone ever told you that you squint when you lie?”
His scowl only deepened. “No, but only because no one has spent as much time looking at me as you do, Winnow.”

Two things:
1. This reminds me of Love and Other Words by Christina Lauren
2. I rated Love and Other Words 3 stars.

“Either kiss me or leave me here to hate you.”

Who said romance is dead

“Simon,” she said hoarsely.
He stepped closer, his overheated arm brushing against her own. “I’m here.”
“Tell me I won’t be like her.”
“No. Say it yourself.”

Simon hurried after her. “The disdain you hold for me, while entirely charming, is neither shocking nor productive.”

“You can’t imagine how little i care about your assessment of my disdain.”

Simon laughed as they rounded the corner into the narrow hallway that led to their rooms. “My imagination is boundless, in fact.”

I’ll show you what type of king I can be.


SCREAMS

2024 Re-Read: My long distance boyfriend is reading this to me over the phone every night because

a) I need the serotonin
b) He needs to know that he'll always be 2nd to Wes Bennett
c) I reckon he's going to eat this up

Death always visited me in August.

You have my attention

Why is the love of my life being hurt like this

THIS IS NOT THE VIBE I ASKED FOR #iykyk

He caught my stare and winked. “Clearly, I thought of you while dressing. Do feel free to return the favor anytime. Only, perhaps you ought to do it in reverse.”


No one flirts like this man

Behind me a door swung open, revealing a tall figure gilded by light. He stood there, too shrouded in shadows for me to make out his features, but judging from the involuntary flutter in my chest, it was Thomas.

They’re soo cute, how am I supposed to not quote everything???

….and the wickedly enchanting Mr. Thomas Cresswell, the young man who’d won my heart as deftly as any cars ship winning hand after hand at his game of choice.

You, and me both, Miss Wadsworth

New Year’s afternoon aboard the Etruria began like a fairy tale, which was the first indication a nightmare lurked on the horizon, waiting, as most villains do, for an opportunity to strike.

“And what word do you have for me,” she whispered.
He regarded her for a long moment before bringing a hand to his chest. Before tapping it against his sternum. Once. Twice. The sign for mine.

THE WAY COLTON THINKS ABOUT HER

*screams*

He couldn’t help it. He went where she led, like a paper kite on a string. He was hopelessly caught, twisted in her branches.

He was a paper moth in the dark and she was a light. He knew himself well enough to know that he would continue to crash into her until everything burned.


Love Kelly Andrew’s writing

The sass

OMG
I NEED MORE

My jaw = unhinged.

Love that she calls him trust fund 🤣

You couldn't pay me $10000 to put this down

His eyes held playfulness like a dusting of stars.

The writing!!! 😍

Air screamed past his ears, the girl was screaming in his ear, and the sky and stars tumbled in a jumble over his head.

It takes way too long to figure out what he means.
When I do, my face flames scarlet.
“You’re just trying to throw me off by saying dirty things,” I snap.
He snorts. “If I were going to do that, I’d have said the part of my anatomy I was hoping to be using tonight wasn’t my teeth.”
I choke.
DECEASED

I rate Nik 5 stars already. I don’t need to read anything else

“The secret,” Emeric says, “is to watch you.”


SCREAMING