“Apologies, Lady—” “I’m twenty-two,” she said flatly. “And I think we city guards see a great deal more than you palace princesses.”
But Nesryn turned back and leaned a hand on the table. “I saw her face last night, Brullo, and it’s as pretty as before. Don’t you have a wife to ogle, anyway?” Aelin snorted. “I think I rather like you, Nesryn Faliq.”
“How good’s your accuracy, Faliq?” “I don’t miss,” Nesryn said.
Nesryn said, “Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Stay the course, but also plot another one. Adapt.”
"Dorian would fix the world, make it better. But if he’s gone, then I will find another way to attain that future. And another one after that, if I have to. I will keep getting back up, no matter how many times those butchers shove me down.”~ Nesryn Faliq
Nesryn Faliq appreciation post>>>>>
~Nikolai Lantsov, King of Scars
"Enemies to lovers this!!" "friends to lovers that!!" "no rivals to lovers is superior!!" "It goes strangers to rivals to forced friendship to fake lovers to real lovers to enemies to-" Sweetie please call your therapist back they're worried about you🥰
~How the High King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories
Taylor Swift didn't write things like "Lost in your current like a priceless wine"// "Wherever you stray I follow"// "I'm begging for you to take my hand"// "Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind"// "Show me the places where the others gave you scars"// "Every bait-and-switch was a work of art"// "You know that my train can take you home, anywhere else is hollow" for you to not believe in love
Rereading pjo as a coping mechanism isn't enough, I need Percy Jackson to drown me🥰🤪
Never have I ever wanted to be a goat more.
Clary Fairchild's favourite Taylor Swift song is Call it what you want because she too, trusts her lover like a brother :)
“You could have been a ballerina,” Mme. Padva remarks to Celia. “You are quite good on your feet.”
“I am good off my feet as well,” Celia says.
DID SHE JUST?????🤨🤨🤨MISS MA'AM
Many boys will bring you flowers. But some day you'll meet a boy who'll learn your favourite flower, your favourite song, your favourite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.
~Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows.