Sayo

“Who'd you piss off to get the graveyard shift?" Aelin asked, wiping the sweat from her brow.

Fenrys snorted and ran a hand through his hair. "Would you believe I volunteered for it?"

She arched a brow. He shrugged, watching the field again, the mists still clinging to its farthest reaches. "I don't sleep well these days." He cut her a sidelong glance. "I don't suppose I'm the only one."

She picked at the blister on her right hand, hissing. "We could start a secret society—for people who don't sleep well."

"As long as Lorcan isn't invited, I'm in.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Princess, why don't you just take the pregnancy test? Then, if it says no, you will know it’s just the flu; and if it says yes, well, you can freak, and I can celebrate.”
― Jillian Dodd, That Baby

“Behold!" Percy shouted. "The god's chosen beverage. Tremble before the horror of Diet Coke!”
― Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

“Your eyes are like windows to your soul. They shine and bedazzle as the stars do in the sky! They are like diamonds that mesmerize the person looking at them. When I look into your eyes, I keep on looking at them. I can't ever stop looking at them. Your eyes speak volumes to me in unsaid word...”
― Avijeet Das