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  • #1
    Carissa Broadbent
    “Your heart is a part of my heart,” he said. “Even with an ocean between us.”
    Carissa Broadbent, Mother of Death & Dawn

  • #2
    Carissa Broadbent
    “I’d spend a lifetime at the tip of your blade, and it would have been worth it.”
    Carissa Broadbent, The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King

  • #3
    Caroline Peckham
    “There are countless people who would say I’m not allowed to want you,” Darius breathed. “But you make me want to burn the whole world down so that I can claim you for my own.”
    Caroline Peckham, The Reckoning

  • #4
    “You deserve more than I could ever give to you, but what little I do have to offer is yours and it is yours forever.”
    HeyJude19, Remain Nameless

  • #6
    Carissa Broadbent
    “Home. The word caught and settled, deep in my chest. But home wasn’t Korvius, or the Towers, or even a cottage in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by flowers. Home was a pair of mismatched eyes, an accented voice, and a heartbeat that followed the same cadence as mine. And I was so, so homesick.”
    Carissa Broadbent, Children of Fallen Gods

  • #6
    Carissa Broadbent
    “It’s a strange feeling,” he said, at last. “To look forward to so much.” It was. So odd, to minds so unpracticed in such things. But now it surrounded us, so bright it couldn’t be ignored, and maybe, just maybe, we were healing enough to let it in. It was hard not to, when Max swept me up in his arms again, when he kissed me and smiled against my mouth, when he laid me down in the garden where two broken souls had met and built a home in each other. Hope.”
    Carissa Broadbent, Mother of Death & Dawn

  • #7
    “Diary,
    You don't know what it's like. To wake up and see her there.
    But I do.
    Draco”
    Onyx_and_Elm, Breath Mints / Battle Scars

  • #8
    “What’s the difference, really, between Malfoy and heroin? What are they but two shipwrecks, entangled by the same tide? How fucking poetic. He and I are paint splattered all over the place and we’re staining everything and maybe we absolutely don’t go together, but to me — to me we’re a fucking Jackson Pollock.”
    Onyx_and_Elm, Breath Mints / Battle Scars

  • #9
    “She sat there for a long time, her hands in the earth behind her, her face to the sky, breathing relief.

    Then she caught his eye and smiled at him.

    The Great Wall of Quashing was obliterated.

    Something vast and nameless swelled in his heart.

    This witch was – this witch was – he hadn’t the words for it, but he was struck by it. It wanted to engulf him.

    The sphere of light glowed, still. But it wasn’t in the Deluminator.

    It was in him”
    isthisselfcare, Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love

  • #10
    “Granger kept him guessing, dancing on the edge of the blade. He didn't think he would ever get tired of their game. He could do this forever, dance with her for eternity while the rest of the world turned to ash around them, and he would never be bored.”
    Emerald_Slytherin, Secrets and Masks

  • #11
    Penn Cole
    “That if a man made you doubt whether his love for you would survive anything, he does not deserve you.”
    Penn Cole, Glow of the Everflame

  • #12
    Penn Cole
    “You think I fear my own death?” he whispered in my ear. “Every day I draw breath is as much a curse as a gift. I’ve been living on borrowed time for longer than you can imagine. If you’re the way my fate finally catches up to me, I can’t fathom a more beautiful end.”
    Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame

  • #13
    Suzanne Collins
    “You love me. Real or not real?"
    I tell him, "Real.”
    Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

  • #14
    Brigitte Knightley
    “Hey Granger, tell your cat I said pspsps.”
    Brigitte Knightley, Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love

  • #15
    Brigitte Knightley
    “He loved her. It was in every embrace, in flights under stars, in the crossing of swords, in secret ballroom dances, in the giving of things, in the life-savings, in the passing of handkerchiefs, the accidental touchings, the arguing about hyphenated surnames, the drunken picnics, the shared cups of tea. He loved her.

    She made him understand the word.”
    Brigitte Knightley, Draco Malfoy and the Mortifying Ordeal of Being in Love

  • #16
    Brigitte Knightley
    “He looked at her as one who wished to worship, and one who wished to defile.”
    Brigitte Knightley, The Irresistible Urge to Fall For Your Enemy



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