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Meredith Eldred
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I wonder if she’ll look up The Language of Flowers and figure out I just told her, You are immature and I resent you. Go away.
“Deceptive things, roses. Pretty, and delicate, it's no wonder everyone wants to pluck them. Such a good thing they've got thorns to keep them safe.”
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“they asked "do you love her to death?"
i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life”
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i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life”
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“The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.”
― Ariel
Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.”
― Ariel
“If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?" - Lucien Vanserra”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
“Say that you don’t love him!” Amarantha shrieked, and the blood on my hands became the blood of that rabbit—became the blood of what I had lost.
But I wouldn’t say it. Because loving Tamlin was the only thing I had left, the only thing I couldn’t sacrifice.
A path cleared through my red-and-black vision. I found Tamlin’s eyes—wide as he crawled toward Amarantha, watching me die, and unable to save me while his wound slowly healed, while she still gripped his power.
Amarantha had never intended for me to live, never intended to let him go.
“Amarantha, stop this,” Tamlin begged at her feet as he clutched the gaping wound in his chest. “Stop. I’m sorry—I’m sorry for what I said about Clythia all those years ago. Please.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
But I wouldn’t say it. Because loving Tamlin was the only thing I had left, the only thing I couldn’t sacrifice.
A path cleared through my red-and-black vision. I found Tamlin’s eyes—wide as he crawled toward Amarantha, watching me die, and unable to save me while his wound slowly healed, while she still gripped his power.
Amarantha had never intended for me to live, never intended to let him go.
“Amarantha, stop this,” Tamlin begged at her feet as he clutched the gaping wound in his chest. “Stop. I’m sorry—I’m sorry for what I said about Clythia all those years ago. Please.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
Meredith’s 2025 Year in Books
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233 books
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327 books
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