They were all growing up and into each other like trees striving together for the sun.
She liked to watch the things they did that were unnecessary. It is, after all, not the tasks people do but the things they do around the edges of them that reveal who they are.
Hunger was a species, and he was the best of that kind.
They were always coming together in surprising moments, going from easygoing to urgent in the space of a few breaths. She watched them kiss messily in the car in the driveway and she watched them tangle around each other in the laundry room and she watched Adam unbuckle Ronan’s belt and slide his hand against skin. With intellectual curiosity, she watched ribs and hips and arms and legs and spines.
Closing his eyes, he thought about the bruise on Adam’s face, with its spreading, soft edges, and the hard red mark over his nose. He imagined coming here one day and finding that Adam wasn’t here, but in the hospital, or worse, that Adam was here, but that something important had been beaten out of him. Even imagining it made him feel sick.
You’re beautiful and sad, just like your eyes.
She rolled onto her back in the middle of the suddenly empty bed. Above her, the rafters glowed with the summer sun. Blue touched her mouth. It felt the same as it always did. Not at all like she had just gotten her first and last kiss.
Ronan looked at Blue, eyes narrowed. She didn’t look away. This was a game she sometimes played with Ronan Lynch: Who would look away first? It was always a draw.
Maybe, if she was standing before that sleeping king, she’d ask the king to save Gansey’s life.
Trees spit scarlet and orange leaves to the earth, turning the fields to fire.
What an idiot I was. This perfect moment, this perfect kiss, and I was crying. There was so much wrong with me. I was so incredibly messed up that I couldn’t cry when everything was wrong and I couldn’t not when everything was fine.
Some stories – their story – had a demon in them.
Declan’s eternal position as an outsider, neither a dreamer nor a dream.
She just wanted to keep being best friends with Gansey forever, and maybe one day also have carnal knowledge of him.
Piper’s attention focused. “All right. I zoned out there, but what? Skip all the feelings parts.
I know you have your own life, his mother said to his voicemail. I was just hoping to be part of it for a few hours.
Look,” Adam said. He rubbed a finger over the dust of the back window. Next to a Blink-182 sticker was an Aglionby decal.
Make way for the Raven King.
Ronan and Gansey were laughing, he thought, at a joke where the rest of the world was the punch line.
He was instantly cool and elegant, all true emotions placed in an undisclosed location.