Amanda

“I love you. I am in love with you, Rowan. I have been for a while. And I know there are limits to what you can give me, and I know you might need time-"
His lips crushed into hers, and he said onto her mouth, dropping words more precious than rubies and emeralds and sapphires into her heart, her soul, "I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

“I plank with no hands,” I bragged. “That’s why my arms ain’t swole like yours.” His brows drew together in a slightly perplexed clench. “Bet those are some mighty toes.” “Right?” I nodded seriously. “My toes are so much mightier than yours will ever be.” I”
― A.J. Aalto, Blightmare

“I’ve never eaten there. I don’t know what to order. I’m afraid of spicy food. What if it melts my face off?” Deputy Sally’s jaw was clenching in a familiar way as he stared down the silver truck. The driver didn’t seem to care that he had the full, undivided attention of an unhappy cop in uniform. He just idled there. “You plank with no hands,” he reminded me. “Eat with no tongue. Bet your taste buds are mad swole.”
― A.J. Aalto, Blightmare

“Taking my tree escape route, I dropped onto the ground with no attempt to be stealthy, since I wanted to be seen by whoever was on guard duty. The operative word being “seen.” Not tackled to the ground, hitting it with a hard whoosh as all my breath left me. Though that may have been for another reason as my body instinctively recognized the scent of iron and musk. “What have we here?” Rohan’s voice vibrated against me. I had to turn my head to answer or risk eating dirt. “Do you mean ‘we’ in the royal sense or are the voices in your head clamoring in unison?”
― Deborah Wilde, The Unlikeable Demon Hunter