destiny ♡ howling libraries

“Morally Grey, Enemies to Lovers, Grumpy-slash-Sunshine,’ he read off the other candle labels. ‘Slow Burn, at least that one makes sense for a candle.’ He set the last candle down and found Kira laughing at him. ‘Here, this one suits you best,’ she said, handing him a candle with Cinnamon Roll written on the side. He sniffed it. ‘Smells good. Still don’t get what any of that means, though.”
― Laurie Gilmore, The Christmas Tree Farm

“Every day has its destiny. The cracking icicle that's almost ready to fall. A branch weighed by too much snow, soon to break. Clouds that try and try to hold in their water, only to fail, and in doing so fulfill their meaning in the world. An architecture of inevitability, that this was fated to be. The destiny of this day: Bloodshed. It would begin with a single drop.”
― Aaron Dries, Where the Dead Go to Die

“It’s absurd, sometimes, the thought that she loves him. He’s grateful, of course, but it feels as though it’s just another of the ridiculous, absurd, dangerous things she does. She wants to fight monsters, and she wants him for a lover, the same boy she fantasized about murdering. She likes nothing easy or safe or sure.”
― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

“When I think about Cassie
never returning to me it makes me sad
Waking up in the evening isn't exciting
anymore now that I know I won't
be seeing her face.


So you're into her, is what I'm hearing.


Absolutely not. I am NOT "into her."
I just like her drawings.
And her everything.


Oh, this is gonna be good.”
― Jenna Levine, My Roommate Is a Vampire