#hollyblack

[bcloudsetior]

 “There’s a boy", Taryn says slowly. I think of her weeping, standing beside Cardan. I think of how angry she’s been that I am feuding with him. I think of that, and a cold and terrible dread creeps over me. “Who?” I demand. Please not Cardan. Anyone but Cardan.

 I love how Taryn only said ‘a boy’ , like it could be anyone , but Cardan is instantly doing double flips in Jude's head .                                            

[greycircles1]

What I'd Wear if I was Cardan Greenbriar's Wife

Both are snapshots from games from azaleasdolls.com because I cannot draw this well IRL

[remusfinglupin]

Judecardan is SO BACK (from the prologue of The Prisoner’s Throne)

[torpublishinggroup]

🖤☀️COVER REVEAL ☀️🖤

Are you ready to step back into the shadows? Behold the breathtaking cover of @hollyblack’s #ThiefofNight, exclusively revealed by @peoplemag! 

There'd always been something wrong with Charlie Hall. Crooked from the day she was born. Never met a bad decision she wasn't willing to double down on. She may be good enough to steal a shadow from a tower, but will she be good enough to steal back a heart?

The highly-anticipated sequel to the #1 @nytimesheadline bestselling author Holly Black's stunning adult debut, Book of Night is out on September 23, 2025 from @torpublishinggroup and @delreyuk!

Cover design by Amy Musgrave

[deceitfulapple-eatingscoundrel]

OMG, look at these beautiful covers for The Wicked King that @clarywhen on Twitter designed!

[notnocturne]

a few excerpts from Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson (aka, the best author in the world);

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"What....what are you?" The guard's voice had lost its certainty. "Spirit or man?"

"What am I?" Szeth whispered, a bit of light leaking from his lips as he looked past the man down the long hallway. "I'm...sorry."

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When she drew, she didn't feel as if she worked with only charcoal and paper... Her medium was the soul itself.

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"I see. And this is how you would respond if the Almighty appeared to you here? All this formality and bowing?"

She hesitated. "Well, no."

"Ah, and how would you react?"

"I suspect with screams of pain."

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"Today," King Elhokar announced, riding beneath the bright open sky, "is an excellent day to slay a god. Wouldn't you say?"

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"...What about you, young prince Renarin? Your father wishes for me to leave you alone. Can you speak, yet say nothing ridiculous?"

Eyes turned toward Renarin, who stood right behind his brother. Renarin hesitated, his eyes opening wide at the attention. Dalinar grew tense.

"Nothing ridiculous," Renarin said slowly.

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"I once saw a spindle man carrying a stone larger than his head upon his back. He stumbled beneath the weight, shirtless under the sun, wearing only a loincloth. He tottered down a busy thoroughfare.

People made way for him. not because they sympathize with him, but because they fear the momentum of his steps. You dared not impede on one such as this.

The monarch is like this man, stumbling along, the weight of a kingdom on his shoulders. Many give way for him, but so few are willing to step in and help carry the stone."

[alexandracurteart]

Sketch of Jude Duarte ✨

[cloudyfaerie31]

what Folk of the Air fics are we reading cause I fear ive never heard of any. Plz lmk.