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"He talked himself into sense. Love was meant to be beautiful. This was a kind of dying. Ergo, it was not love. It was the same fit of desire he fell into when he discovered a particularly lovely painting that he didn’t own. It was a Flight of Fancy."

suresureee. ik i shouldn't laugh but damn😭😭😭😭osric my bro you aint foolin nobody

"He was a fool. He was a cretin. He was the author of his own misery. Gods save him. Gods save him, please"

fake idgafer, i can see the yearning🤭

"Many beings filled all corners of the world, but none the Creators were more proud of than the great winged beasts that lorded over the sky.
The dragons."

"We live by a code, and that code isn't flexible.
desperately.I am one of the Clave. It's in my blood and bones.So tell me, if you're so sure this wasn't my fault, why is it that the first thought wasn't for my fellow warriors but for you?"His other hand came up;he was holding her face, prisoned between his palms."I knew he wasn't acting like himself.and that something was wrong. But all I could think about was you"

"Didn't I read your tea leaves, Shadowhunter? Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?"

"Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."

"At least, you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."

"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting."

"You don’t have enough to keep loving me. Only five minutes.”

“That’s all I need. That’s all I ever needed.”

wtf i am NOT okay. Whoa this was def slow at first but it got sm better
i can't stop crying
and i am not okay
wtf

"I opened my mouth and screamed and screamed and screamed, but the room remained silent."

Just be gentle with me, Granger,” he breathed, reeling her in with her own name, wielded like a different kind of weapon. “You’ve got me on the gallows here.”

He let the curl fall from his fingers. “But I’ll be damned if you’re not the most beautiful executioner I’ve ever seen.”

never thought that i'd say this but i kinda like lucius in this one. kinda. loll

omg i love narcissa

i thought that this was a 'phantom of the opera' retelling😭😭😭

okay
confession time
the reason i didn't read this one when i first came across it 4 years ago is because 'stephanie garber' reminded me of 'stephenie meyer'😭😭😭 and that gave me severe traumatic flashbacks lol

but i'm reading it now- so... better late than never, ig🤷🏻‍♀️

The first time Arin kissed me, I had lost myself. I had wanted nothing more than to abandon my mind, to cast aside my worries and fears and find peace against him.

The last time he kissed me, I found myself.

“I will never sit on the Jasad throne,” Arin said. “The Jasad crown will belong to my wife, and my wife alone.”


AHHHHHHHHHHJHJKHHHHHHHHHHH

“Murder is only treason if left unfinished. When I am done, they will call it succession.”

damn

“Thrones fall. Magic fades.” Arin’s level voice cut through the din. “I will swear my loyalty, but not to Jasad’s throne, nor to its magic. I swear my loyalty to Jasad’s Malika. Everything I have is hers to command. What she wills, I will create. What she hates, I will destroy. I am the weapon of the Malika, and it is her alone I pledge myself to.”


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HOLY PLOT-TWIST!!!

‘If she dies for them, they will die with her,’

Arin is consumed by what he loves. If asked, he would get on his knees and let it kill him.

.........................

I’m so sorry, I wanted to whisper. I am so sorry I did this to you. I never meant to drag you into my wreckage. I never expected you to stay.

All of me is written in your name, he wanted to say.

why do i have this feeling that it's not going to be hea!?
lowk want to spoil the ending for myself.
should i
or
should i not
😭😭😭

chapter 1 and i'm already crying

"To the difficult girls who built their armor early."

IN THE DARKNESS, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood like a hundred golden urns pouring out of the sun

yo wth
I AM NOT OKAY

“I hope that Hector kills you.”

The breath rasps in his throat. “Do you think I do not hope the same?” he asks.