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‘I loved you by then, or would soon, or always had. It was inevitable, foretold: When I look up, I will see the sky; when I fight, I will win; when I meet Owen Mallory, I will love him.’

‘I could deny my destiny, and even my queen. I could never deny you.’

‘But I didn’t sleep because I was tired; I slept because I dreamed, and every dream was of you.’

“I went away from myself, because it hurt too badly to stay.” What is going awnnnn

“I am not sure which I prefer: To be taken for something I am not, or to fail at being what I am.”

“I wondered when you had last touched someone you did not intend to kill, if you even remembered how. Yet still: There was your hand, waiting.”

“But dreams had a way of only making sense while you were having them.”

“It was like they stood on two different islands when they argued, and neither of them could find a way across.”

“Reading without true understanding is only wading in the shallows without a care for the monsters that lurk beneath”

What the actual f* k 😔😔😔😔

I’m ALLLL for these two

Oh shoot

I love when these characters cross paths omg

Orka just gave Neytiri vibes in this chapter and I’m so here for it

“Your soul. Your very essence and everything that makes you, you. Will you give me that? Lizzie mine? Will you surrender everything that you are to me?”

“Will you deserve it?”

“No one will ever deserve it. But I would devote an eternity to earn the right to call it mine.”

Love this

“You only have to exist and you’re all I see.”

“There is only one woman I wish to claim, Lizzie mine. Past. Present. Future—and for an eternity to come.”

It’s the white/silver haired men in EVERY book that get me I swear

“When he stares down at me, I see everything I feel reflected back at me in his faint smile and soft eyes.”

“It’s hard to imagine how to climb past these obstacles that seem like mountains when you’re standing in their shade. But I’ll never climb if I just keep standing still.”

“You’re all the best things to me, Sloane. No matter how many bruises are in your heart or on your skin.”

“Terrified of what?” “Of what I feel for you.” “You’re in my soul, Wren. I take a breath and feel you in my chest.”