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“Rise, red as the dawn.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

“Flame and shadow. One cannot exist without the other.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

“I'm not going to tell you to trust me, because that's a terrible idea.”
― Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart

“Maybe it would be better to forget him. She hadn’t wanted the forgetting before, but she wanted it now.

She wanted the pain to end. She wanted to forget his dimpled smile, his brilliant blue eyes, the way he called her Little Fox. And suddenly, her chest was tight at the thought she might never hear that nickname again. And she didn’t want to forget. She didn’t want to forget at all.

She didn’t want the memories erased or rewritten; she wanted more of them.”
― Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

“It smelled of him; of apples and magic and cold,moonlit nights.”
― Stephanie Garber, The Ballad of Never After

“Anyone can betray anyone.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

“I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

“To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“There you are. I've been looking for you.”
― Sarah J Maas

“Waiting. Not waiting. One lover. A hundred lovers. There should be no judgement either way. A woman is not defined by what she does or doesn‘t do in the bedroom.”
― Tricia Levenseller, The Shadows Between Us

“The problem with knowledge, is its inexhaustible craving. the more of it you have, the less you feel you know”
― Olivie Blake, The Atlas Six

“The day you are not a fire,” he said, “is the day the earth will fall still for me.”
― Olivie Blake, The Atlas Six

“I want to survive this world that keeps trying to destroy me.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“There were always excuses for why girls died”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“I am a daughter of Lethe, and the wolves are at the door.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“Galaxy Stern,” Darlington said, his eyes flashing gold, “I have been crying out to you from the start.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Hell Bent

“To girls with broken hearts and vengeful souls. Go forth and raise hell.”
― A.R. Torre, If You Dare

“You did not let me keep my name, so I will strip you of yours. In this world you are what I say you are, and I say you are a ghost, a long night's fever dream that I have finally woken up from. I say you are the smoke-wisp memory of a flame, thawing ice suffering under an early spring sun, a chalk ledger of depts being wiped clean. I say you do not have a name.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You liked me best when I was like an oil painting; perfectly arranged and silent.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You could have kissed me or slit my throat and either would have made as much sense.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“If you can still hear me wherever you are, my love, my tormentor, hear this: It was never my intention to murder you. Not in the beginning, anyway.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You never once thought I would have the strength to disobey you, did you? The possibility that my will was stronger than yours never even crossed your mind.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“It was like grasping at a flame. I never penetrated to the burning heart of you, only came away with empty, scorched fingers.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You usually looked at us like we were hoards of gold, precious and rarefied. But now you looked at me the way you looked at one of your books. Like you were draining me of all useful knowledge before tossing me aside.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“Desire makes idiots of all of us. But you already knew that part, didn't you?”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“I sensed pure, exquisite violence behind your kiss, a desire to rend and devour that reminded me more of a wolf than a man. Your hunger for me was always more apparent under the cover of darkness, when you didn’t have to arrange your face into any semblance of civility.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You filled me with your loving guidance, stitched up my seams with tread in your favorite color, taught me how to walk and talk and smile in whatever way pleased you best. I was so happy to be your marionette, at first. So happy to be chosen.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“No matter. Nothing else will do. Nothing less than a full account of our life together, from the trembling start all the way to the brutal end. I fear I will go mad if I don’t leave behind some kind of record. If I write it down, I won’t be able to convince myself that none of it happened. I won’t be able to tell myself that you didn’t mean any of it, that it was all just some terrible dream.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“I never dreamed it would end like this, my lord: your blood splashing hot flecks onto my nightgown and pouring in rivulets onto our chamber floor. But creatures like us live a long time. There is no horror left in this world that can surprise me. Eventually, even your death becomes its own sort of inevitability.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

“You must forgive me. You had overstepped so many of my boundaries and left me so little of my own privacy that it didn’t seem unfair for me to deny you a little of yours.”
― S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood