Kaavya

“But stories were devious things, things with agendas. They could cheat and steal and lie to your face. They could crumble away under your feet.”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“Love is a fire that cannot burn alone”
― Ava Reid, A Study in Drowning

“What I smell is the word forbidden, red and sharp and bittersweet, rising up like crushed roses under the bed.”
― Mona Awad, Rouge

“It's the hour when all the shop mannequins conspire to look menacing. When they all appear to be smirking a little. The mannequins always reminded me of mother. Flawless, white, smiling.”
― Mona Awad, Rouge