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Independent & semi-selective Mara Dyer written my Margaux.

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MARA LOVED HIM. She had tried to fight it at first, to resist his charms so she would not be like the other girls at school. Of course she had fallen for him, how could it be otherwise? A part of her knew that she’d always love him. Was it wise? Certainly not. He might have thought once that they were made for each other, now Mara was not so sure. Not after everything they had been through lately. They were the opposite of being made for each other, a new kind of star-crossed lovers apparently. 

She closed her eyes, allowing the fresh air to brush her face. It was much more comfortable than the house where the party stood. Her eyelids were still closed when he kissed her. An amused smile appeared on her features as she grazed her fingers against his cheek and jaw.

❛ As sure of yourself as ever. ❜

Not that she hadn’t missed that about him. Truth was she had missed EVERYTHING about Noah. She almost offered that they went to Jamie and hers apartment however it was not a good idea. Deep down, Mara knew that they would have to part again and this meant ( as awful as it sounded ) that he could not know where she lived for the time being.

❛ The only thing I do crave is being with you. ❜

For the few moments we have, she thought but did not say.

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Mara would have done anything for him, and truth was she had. In the name of love, the dark-haired girl had done TERRIBLE things. All in the name of love or of who she truly was? Mara could not bring herself to care. She could not believe that he really was here, as it felt as though they had not seen each other since... forever.

His touch was still electrifying, his gaze reminding her of all the love she held for him. He was Noah, she was Mara. Jamie used to say they were the most disgusting couple, mostly because of their display of affection in front of others. It is strange to think that they haven’t been a couple for a while now but it does not tale long for Mara to drown herself in his arms once again.

    ❝   Let’s go.  ❞  

She whispered, squeezing his hand in hers. Truth was Mara wanted to be alone with him too. She should not. She should be looking for Jamie, hoping he would interrupt and bring her back to her senses. If Mara was toxic to the world, she was deadly to Noah and they all knew that. But Mara was selfish. She could afford this happiness for once, couldn’t she? And then... Then reality would have to wake them up from this fantasy and make them realize once again that no matter what they both craved, he was the hero and she was the shadow.

Escaping the chaos did not seem to matter, for she was the chaos. She owned it. Breaking away from him was difficult, heart-wrenching even, but it was temporary. Her hand still in his, she led him out of the house hosting the party. They could have stayed, finding a room however they wouldn’t have been really alone with the risk of someone coming in. Mara did not want anyone disturbing them.

    ❝  Should I suppose that you are staying at fancy hotel?  ❞  

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being so close to him again was overwhelming. her feelings had never gone away, somehow Mara had always known that she could NEVER completely forsake him.  never.

she should have pushed him away. it would have been the wise thing to do, the best thing to do for him. because yes Noah deserved better. how many times had she repeated those words to convince herself that she had taken the right decision? too many to counts.

his touch felt like home, and Mara felt as though she might be the one to be drowned by him now. by his scent, by his voice. his lips. it was still very true that when HE was kissing her, she couldn’t remember her own name. it was sweet & gentle, so far away from the fire that was burning between them. but it was more than enough for her walls to crumble down.

         ❝   noah,  ❞  she bit her lip, holding back a smile at his words. her fingertips slowly grazed his cheeks. he had not changed at all ( not that she wished he had. )  she wanted to tell him  that she had changed. embracing who she was had been a trial however now saying she wasn’t enjoying whom she had become would be a lie.  ❝  I doubt my feelings about you could ever change. ❞ 

and perhaps that was the only consistent thing with her. the way she was feeling about him.

she should have pushed him away, she should have lied & said she did not care. but lies were useless. especially with him. she should have pushed him away and yes, this time she was the one who pressed herself against him, head buried in the crook of his neck, allowing herself to fully embrace his presence. more so allowing herself to acknowledge how much she had truly MISSED him. 

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favorite book characters (with no particular order)

Mara Amitra Dyer, Mara Dyer Trilogy

“No,“ I said louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses.”

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Barista: Hello Sir, what would you like to order?

Noah: I want a coffee as dark and bitter as my soul.

Mara: He means he wants a vanilla cinnamon spice latte.

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•~• don’t break him,please?

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You can’t break something that’s already broken. 

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various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜

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— Pourquoi portez-vous toujours le noir ? — Je suis en deuil de ma vie.

Anton Tchekhov, La Mouette (Acte I) (Чайка)

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mara dyer + noah shaw playlist.

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    He stepped closer, & at the same time her heart tightened. The feeling of his eyes on her were almost burning her soul. The use of past tense to speak of their love shouldn’t hurt. & yet IT DID.

She wanted to answer. Say that she cam here because she thought that someone like her, like them, would be here. Mara had not been wrong, but this was not what she had expected at all. It was better & worse at the same time.

It was not the first time he asked her this question. Mara remembered perfectly what she had said the first time : you. always you. deep down the answer was still the same.

 Her hand did not push his. Mara was not cruel ( not to him ). hurting him was always the last thing she wanted. that was why she had thought it would be better for them to go on on different paths, and that even if the ache of his absence had been overwhelming, coming to its reaching points now that he was finally there. 

                   she was not lying to herself. not anymore. perhaps she had been, a few days ago, assuring Jaime that she was perfectly fine. perhaps she had been, a few moments before, trying to convince herself that it did not matter, that she could move on. a look, a touch, hearing his voice, it was enough for her lies to crumble to dust.

                                                    ❝    do you, still ?   ❞ 

 she swallowed hard, rising her chin, her gaze melting in his. she had never deserved him. in a certain way, she never would.

        ❝     do you still believe in your love for me? in mine for you ?   ❞

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        FATE.  A slight smile appeared on her lips when she heard the word. Maybe there was a time when she desperately wished that such a concept existed because then everything that had happened to them would have had a meaning. She did not care about fate anymore, as she had come to accept who she was ( & even enjoyed whom she had become. ) The only thing she perhaps regretted was standing in front of her.

                                      ❝     have we ever believed in anything ?  ❞

other than each other. Facing him against is ( almost ) intoxicating. Saying she had not MISSED him would be a lie. And Noah knew better than everyone how bad she was at lying. His cocky smile, his arrogant attitude, his familiar scent, it was as if the ACHE of his absence was hitting her, devouring her, again. Mara had thought she had gotten use to this pain, & was now realizing how wrong she had been.

❝    so, have you been going to every damn party wishing desperately that I would make an appearance  ?  ❞

She tried to smile once more, though this time she is almost sure that there was a change in the way her heart was beating. how she wished she could pretend that she was not feeling anything anymore! and she hated herself a bit for that. Because that was Noah, and she should never have to pretend with him.

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What is Mara's character flaw?

Murder is generally frowned upon. 

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