askalaphos

“What happened to me? That's no myth. A few days ago, if you'd told me some story about a girl who had to go live with a guy in his underground palace for six months out of the year, I'd just have laughed. You think that girl has problems? I'll tell you who has problems: Me. Way bigger ones than Persephone. Especially now, after what happened the other night in the cemetery. What really happened, I mean. The police think they know, of course. So does everyone at school. Everyone on the island, it seems, has a theory. That's the difference between them and me. They all have theories. I know. So who cares what happened to Persephone? Compared to me, that's nothing. Persephone's lucky, actually. Because her mom showed up to bail her out. No one's coming to rescue me. So take my advice: Whatever you do?
Don't blink.”
― meg cabot

“I wish . . . I wish that I could . . . feel you better,” she said, wishing she knew a better way to say it. “I just, I can’t quite get at what I’m trying to reach. It’s like your skin is in the way. At the Academy I would slice my sample open, but obviously that’s not an option right now,” she said with a laugh.

“What else do you do when you can’t figure out what a plant does? Besides cut it open, I mean,” Tamani asked.

“Smell it,” Laurel responded automatically. “I can taste the ones that aren’t poisonous.”

“Taste?”

She looked up at Tamani, at his half smile. “No,” she said, instantly knowing what he had in mind. “No, no, no, n—”

Her words were cut off as two pollen-dusted hands cupped Laurel’s cheeks and Tamani pressed his mouth against hers, parting her lips with his own.”
― Aprilynne Pike, Illusions

“What happened to me? That's no myth. A few days ago, if you'd told me some story about a girl who had to go live with a guy in his underground palace for six months out of the year, I'd just have laughed. You think that girl has problems? I'll tell you who has problems: Me. Way bigger ones than Persephone. Especially now, after what happened the other night in the cemetery. What really happened, I mean. The police think they know, of course. So does everyone at school. Everyone on the island, it seems, has a theory. That's the difference between them and me. They all have theories. I know. So who cares what happened to Persephone? Compared to me, that's nothing. Persephone's lucky, actually. Because her mom showed up to bail her out. No one's coming to rescue me. So take my advice: Whatever you do?
Don't blink.”
― Meg Cabot, Abandon

“bmhbiattiwoeytba”
― Kiera Cass, The One