No one was my master— but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.
— A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J. Maas
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No one was my master— but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.
— A Court of Mist and Fury, Sarah J. Maas
Nesta: Is that a dagger in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
Cassian: I’m just happy to see you ;)
Nesta: Pathetic.
I was as unburdened as a piece of dandelion fluff, and he was the wind that stirred me about the world.
A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas
“(S)he never looked nice ; (s)he looked like art and art wasn’t supposed to look nice , it was supposed to make you feel something” By: uxuelopez
Margot would say she belongs to herself. Kitty would say she belongs to no one. And I guess I would say I belong to my sisters and my dad, but that won't always be true. To belong to someone - I didn't know it, but now that I think about it, it seems like that's all I've ever wanted. To really be somebody's, and to have them be mine.
To All The Boys I've Loved Before by Jenny Han
At home in the abyss.
At home in the abyss.
I have loved you for years. I have been in love with you for years and years and years…throughout school and training…before transitions and afterward…when you approached me and yes, even now that you’re with Saxton and you hate me. And that…shit…in my fucking head locked me down, locked everything down…and it cost me you.” As the sound of screeching tires roared between Blay’s ears, and the world started to spin, Qhuinn just kept going. “So you’ll excuse me if I have to disagree with you. It is not okay—it will not ever be okay—and whereas I’m more than willing to live with the fact that I was a walking, talking lie for decades, the idea that it sacrificed what could have been between us…is absolutely, positively not okay to me.
Lover At Last (Black Dagger Brotherhood #11) by J.R. Ward
(via booksasdfghj)
It’s hard to wake from a nightmare when the nightmare is real.
Brigan to Fire, Fire by Kristin Cashore
Harry Potter + Last Words (from the books)
Then the heart of Éowyn changed, or else at last she understood it. And suddenly her winter passed, and the sun shone on her.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King (via likearegularbookworm)
Life’s under no obligation to give us what we expect. We take what we get and we are thankful that it’s no worse than it is.
Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
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We all have the potential to do terrible things, Soren. But we also have the potential to overcome our mistakes. I /need/ to believe that. What point is there otherwise?
Aria to Soren, Into the Still Blue by Veronica Rossi
Chaol was staring down at his soup, brows high. “But Dorian doesn’t know what my favorite stew is, does he?” He glanced up at her, and she bit her lip. “How long have you been paying attention?” She became very interested in her stew. “Don’t flatter yourself. I just bullied the castle’s head cook to tell me what dishes you favored.” He snorted. “You might be Adarlan’s Assassin, but even you couldn’t bully Meghra. If you’d tried, I think you’d be sitting there with two black eyes and a broken nose.” She smiled, taking a bite of stew. “Well, you might think you’re mysterious and brooding and stealthy, Captain, but once you know where to look, you’re a fairly easy book to read. Every time we have roast boar stew, I can barely get a spoonful before you’ve eaten the whole tureen.” He tipped his head back and laughed, and the sound sent heat coursing through every part of her. “And here I was, thinking I’d managed to hide my weaknesses so well.”
Crown of Midnight (Throne of Glass #2) by Sarah J. Maas (via booksasdfghj)
Roar flashed a grin. "Aria, this isn't intimate. If I were being intimate with you, trust me, you'd know." She rolled her eyes. 'Next time you say something like that, you should toss a red rose and then leave with a swish of your cape.'
Through the Ever Night by Veronica Rossi
“What are you doing?” “What?” Emrys didn’t raise his voice as he said, “To that girl. What are you doing that makes her come in here with such emptiness in her eyes?” “That’s none of your concern.” Emrys pressed his lips into a tight line. “What do you see when you look at her, Prince?” He didn’t know. These days, he didn’t know a damn thing. “That’s none of your concern, either.” Emrys ran a hand over his weathered face. “I see her slipping away, bit by bit, because you shove her down when she so desperately needs someone to help her back up.”
Sarah J. Maas, Heir of Fire (via llamame-zombie)
Pg 188 in Crown of Midnight
Chaol’s birthday dinner
Chaol and Celaena talking about leaving together
The Kiss
When Chaol asked “Are you sure?” and Celaena responds “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”