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FINALLY BR W MY GIRL KAYLA AFTER PLANNING IT MONTHSSS AGO 🫶🏽🫶🏽

at first, i thought he would be my least favorite from her mmcs but now…..he might become my favorite

got da arcccc

i am going to kms if I don’t get a arin irl GWJEHEUEBRUWJEBEJBRHEBEURBRUEBDIENEVEIBREUBRJRHRJRHRHRVDUEUEEU

I AM UNWELL I CANNOT SURVIVE THIS

Loneliness had become a rope around my neck, and the noose tightened each time I put on the mask of Malika. No matter how comfortable I became around the Urabi, they were not Sefa and Marek. They were not Rory, Fairel, Raya.
They were not Arin.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i think….arin may be earning a place in top three book husbands maybe even tying with roma for first….

If I were a sensible woman, I would slit your throat while you slept.
Arin thrust the memory aside with an impatient hand. He did not need to scour his own mind to understand that a certain kind of violence appealed to him—that the Jasad Heir’s oceans of wrath had called to Arin like a poisoned fountain to a parched man.

THE WRITINGGGGGGGGGGGGG 😩😩😩😩😩

“Leave me alone; I want my space” has no place in the traditional Somali family, where it is normal for everybody to be in your business and for you to care what they thought.

im cryingggg this is so true

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This must have been why he hadn’t taken the pencil from the book. He’d wanted Holland to find it so he could follow her to where it led.

GOD I hate slow main characters NO DUH

January trusted him. Holland could trust him, too.

how many god dang times has she said these about BOTH of them

ya ilahi ya kareem i’m gonna MURDER her

EWWW WHAT THE FREAK

how the hell can you dream about a man who wears RIPPED JEANS??????

have i ever mentioned how dumb this is 😁🤭

my god, everyone and everything in this freaking book is so ANNOYING

She wasn’t sure what genre she was in now, but the colors were grittier, there was no pop music soundtrack, and it didn’t have nearly enough kissing.
Her eyes drifted toward Gabe.

my jaw dropped from how stupid this girl is. he’s a man you met twenty minutes ago who is potentially kidnapping you and is currently armed with a gun and seems to be annoyed with you. can you be any less dumb???

oh my days this is like the FIRST thing you’re taught as a kid about stranger danger 🤦🏽‍♀️

"A donkey kicked in the head six times wouldn't suggest such an unreasonable course of action. Are you mocking me?"
Arin looked at me until it started to hurt. A covered thumb slid across my cheekbone. "What appeal can reason have in the face of your tears?"

stop. stop everything rn, cut the show. im finished VFSJSUBDIDBDUEBDUEBDJFHFBB

"If Sylvia survives, she will return," he told Wes. His loyal guard's eyes widened.
"Sire, you cannot mean to let her go. You have chased her since—"
Arin turned his horse toward the Ivory Palace and snapped the reins.

🤭🤭🤭🤭 GO GET YOUR GIRL

We had to leave. So the following morning, we fled our home—its books of Somali poetry, its collections of African art and music, as well as the safety of its walls. Baba and two of my uncles went to my great-grandmother’s house. I didn’t get to say goodbye to her, because the rest of our family immediately embarked on the journey to get out of Somalia.

😭💔

As the war went on, there was no more news, no school, no mosque, no hospitals. Everything was taken over and repurposed into makeshift dwellings for those fleeing violence.

this is literally the way my dad described it

Wes glanced at Jeru. His mouth pinched. "Your ...kind. Have an attunement to nature.”

I nodded, somber. "Of course. Most mornings, the sun- I call her Beatrice, actually—taps my shoulder and invites me to tea with her and the mountains. She's quite the gossip. Tragically, however, I don't know how well my 'a attunement' will hold against several layers of dirt and stone."

IM CRYINGGG ILHSM

iggglers, if you see this, no you didn’t 💗💗

reading is an enjoyable, amazing hobby, not a chore. treat it like one.

(this is for myself but act like im giving awesome advice guys)

Emurien's strands of fate bound us, after all. Threads that transcended time and place, knotting us from one life to the next.
But threads could be cut, and the threads of fate were no exception.
For what was chaos but a knife slashing across the fabric of destiny?

pls no 😭

ohhhh takkan. when will i find my takkan 😭

"You aren't to be recklessly brave," I went on. "If you get yourself killed, I'll never forgive you. Do you understand?"
"Does the same rule apply to you?" I huffed. "I'm naturally reckless."
"And I'm naturally brave."
"Takkan!"

i love them BEYOND words

i officially hate goodreads omds WDYM NO PMS??????