Shareni

“I feel that no good leader can let the masses go unfed”
― Kiera Cass, The Selection

“What are you terrible at?" I asked, running my hand across his starched shirt. Encouraged by the touch, Maxon drew circles on my shoulder with the hand he had wrapped behind my back.
"Why would you want to know that?" He asked in mock irritation.
"Becaue I still know so little about you. And you seem perfect all the time.It's nice to have proof you aren't.
He propped himself up on an elbow, focusing on my face.
"You know I'm not."
"Pretty close,' I countered. Little flickers of touch ran betwen us. Knees, arms, fingers.
He shook his head, a small smile on his face. "Okay then. I can't plan wars. I'm rotten at it. And I'm guessing I'd be a terrible cook. I've never tried, so-"
"Never?"
"You might have noticed the teams of people keeping you up to your neck in pastries? They happen to feed me as well.”
― kierra cass

“Don't tug your ear with anyone else. That's mine.”
― Kiera Cass, The Elite

“Just remember, your mother doesn't let things happen to her. When something tries to ruin her life, she drags it into the street.”
― Kiera Cass, The Crown