Bri Wind

“You two totally broke it, didn’t you?” Ridoc asks on the edge of laughter. “Like that armoire no one was supposed to notice getting hauled out of her room during first year?” “The what?”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm

“Sawyer! Look at you!” Ridoc runs forward, his arms up in victory. Sliseag swings his head and snaps his teeth shut a few feet in front of Ridoc. “Look at you from a distance!” Ridoc retreats,”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm

“I’m afraid of the unpredictability of existing. I’m afraid of not being able to control the direction of my life. I’m afraid that no matter how much I plan, I won’t be able to avoid hurtful and sad things. But above all…” I take a deep breath and laugh softly, because what I’m about to say is ridiculous, even if it’s true. Even if it’s me. “Mostly, I’m afraid of attempting something and not being perfect at it.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Deep End

“I will love you, even when all the mortals have forgotten about us and we are nothing but stardust.”
― Rachel Smythe, Lore Olympus: Volume Nine