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"Or perhaps it was because Death was real, and near him Signa grew too
comfortable. With all her pretenses lost, her words became sharper and more venomous. Possibly, it was because there was no need to impress him. No need for social graces and second-guessing her every thought and action. With him, there was no pretending. Perhaps this was simply who she was."

I love the conection beteween Death and Signa.

An Gothic fantasy about one girl that can see Death. Atmosferic, Haunted and with interesting tensions. It is about when the Death is one of the characters, of course I will have to read it!!!

I'm joining #rainboween hosted by Virginia Herondale. An readthon that mix spooky elements with LGBT+ reps.
This book is ff reteling of Dracula Brides. Really intrigue about this book especially because is in epistolary format.

If you combed through enough fairy tales, untangled their roots, and shook out their branches, you would find that they are infested with oaths. Oaths are brittle things, not unlike an egg. Though they go by different names depending on the myth—troths and geis, vows and tynged—there is one thing they all share: they must be broken for there to be a story.

" I never paused to wonder why she had taken my tears for herself. In the
stories we read, tears were no less precious than a god’s golden blood. I
should have told Indigo they were not hers to take. But I would’ve offered
anything to follow her anywhere."

"As a scholar, I have always found dreams to be frustrating—if not lazy—
motifs. They might be portents or prophecies, messages or mysteries. Dreams might pass through gates of horn and speak true, or sneak through gates of ivory and speak false. At its heart, a dream is a door."

I stopped. "The music? It's Chopin"
There was no way a mushroom ghost would know Chopin, thought the situation was stranger enough that anything could happen.

"Maybe we all become children to our children once we’re old, I thought."

" He grins at her. She smiles back softly, and it nearly knocks the wind out of him. For the first time, he thinks maybe, just maybe, they have a shot at pulling this off."

" Subiu até o seu quarto e enfiou-se na cama, tendo o cuidado de não acordar o marido. Uma sombra deslizou suavemente pela parede, os dedos das árvores a esticarem as mãos através das cortinas. Sentia o peso do homem que amara, que ainda amava, o fantasma dele, sentado ao seu lado, tranquilizador como um cão, um peso que se tornava mais leve e desaparecia assim que ela adormecia"

" Maggie watches him like she wants to tell him a secret. Like she´s weighing his trustworthiness. In the end, he must como up short. "What you think of the hala doesn´t matter to me. Only that you´re prepared to kill it."

"Somewhere behind this slick act of his, Weston has a good heart. But that isn´t enough for her to fell safe yet. She´s been burned by "kind" people enough times to know hatred of the Yu´adir is powerful poison."

" Talvez viesse outro camarada com ele, duas silhuetas, as mãos erguidas num aceno que ela retribuiria. Precisava de acreditar nesse desfecho : que as pessoas que deviam estar juntas acabavam, no final, por se encontrar."

"But Isla can’t see a door or a winch arm. It is too dark. She is about to
give up, her hands torn and bleeding with splinters from the wood and
covered in green-black slime, sleep rising on her again, when she sees a
glint of light through a chink in the wood, hears faint voices shouting from
the other side."

"The sword? Isla hadn’t thought. Osric had always named the swords. The
Talon. The Horned Boar. The Master. He chose each of those names to
impress the other overlords he was gifting them to. He’d choose a name for
this one too. But she’d choose one first. She’d give it a secret name"

"He fell silent. Above our heads, the gulls were coming in. We’d been talking for hours. The dusk was drawing in, the sky was lavender, and I felt so close to Perseus in that moment, sensing how hard it had been for him to tell this story. I felt so lucky to be his confessor. "

I love Edgar Alan Poe short storys, his storys inspired so many great minds. Also gothic cottage gore are for me the best type of horror books. Also have mushrooms. And I want to read something that really suprise me.

" O coração humano. Achas que tal coisa existe? Algo que torna cada um de nós especial e único? Vamos supor que existe. Nesse caso, não achas que, para conheceres verdadeiramente a Josie, terias de aprender não só os seus maneirismos, mas também o que existe no mais profundo dela? Não terias de conhecer o seu coração?

"Faerie realms are named for their dominant feature—statistically, the largest category is silva, woodland, followed by montibus, mountains (...) Ireland has seven realms, including the better-known Silva Rosis. But Silva Lupi—the forest of wolves—is a realm of shadow and monsters. "

An dark academia with faires and academic rivals. It is written in form of the journal, and have many stories of the Ireland floklore.

I dont know much about this book. Just that have fairies and the main character is a Cambridge professor. Sounds my vibe so I want to read it!

"Apesar de nenhum deles olhar na minha direção com interesse, e de cada um parecer concentrado na sua criança, senti satisfação por estar uma vez mais na presença de outros AA e durante um momento observei-os com felicidade, seguindo um e depois outro com o olhar."

" Com a mão livre, afagava o cachaço do cão, que também regressara á vida e observava as pessoas que pessoas que passavam. Absorviam ambos avidamente o alimento especial do Sol e tornavam-se mais fortes a cada minuto que passava."

" She stopped, holding the fan tight in her hands." I miss this", she said softly, " The way you thought things"

I missed too. Hector teach Nina manipulate objects are some of the best parts of the book.

"she rose because the day was there, the world was there, and she wanted to be part it."

Now Nina will shine and prove her cousin that she is not idiot that they can toy with. And I hope Hector suffers a little for the pain he cause her.

Need more Silas, Nathaniel and Elisabeth in my life. The magical libraries really enchant me in the "Sorcery of thorns". So I do hope that have the same magic just like I want more romance beteween Elisabeth e Nathaniel. I cant get enough of these two! Such a cute love.

"You are mistress of the river, Nina Beaulieu."
"You can borrow it once in a while if you like", she said. Nina glanced up at him, resting a palm against his chest, her fingers on the buttons of his coat."

Nina can enchant almost every one. And I am enjoy this friendship between these two. With time Hector will see that Valérie is such a beauthiful face with a embittered heart.

"He wondered if he could expect the same if he married Nina, this clear separation, this gap to lie between them. Did it matter? He did not seek love in her arms"

I´m conflicted with Hector. I love that is willing to teach Nina his art. But I hate that he may hurt Nina´s heart. Nina maybe is a naive girl but she so sweet.

" This time his laugh was louder, suprise. His eyes locked with hers, and her breth caught. His longing for her was plain, as tangible as an invisible thread drawn tigh between them."

These two are perfect together. Best slow burn romance ever!

"There are plenty of shining examples in the world that demonstrate love need not be a condition of a sucessful marrige. You migh agree on this point"

I already hooked. Valérie remind me of Lady Susan. And I love every novel that looks like an Jane Austen book.

"A trace of a smile iluminated his beauthiful features. " I fear not myself. If I were banished, my loss would be inconvenience for Master Thorn. It alarms me to imagine the state of his wardrobe. He would offend young ladies with his cravat."

Silas is the best. Love his friendship with Nathaniel.