And she had every intention of being blissfully happy for ever, ever after.
It is easier to trick others into perceiving you as beautiful if you can convince yourself you are beautiful.
Everyone has a nightmare.
While Cinder couldn’t imagine him abdicating his throne and setting off on a lifetime of space travel and adventure, it was rather adorable watching him try to fit in.
Once you’ve seen as much history as I have, you won’t believe in coincidences anymore.
Levana’s face was fiercely beautiful. Breathtaking in her viciousness.
See? Injustice. Here we are, risking our lives to rescue Kai and this whole planet, and Adri and Pearl get to go to the royal wedding. I’m disgusted. I hope they spill soy sauce on their fancy dresses.
She stole glimpses of him again and again, like gathering unsatisfying crumbs in hopes they could be re-formed into a cake. When.
He did, in fact, look like a romance hero, all muscles and edges and chiseled bone structure. He also looked miserable.
Iko was forced to bite her tongue, allowing her programmed instincts, the instincts she’d spent her life trying to keep buried while she learned about humor and sarcasm and affection, to keep her expressionless.
Kai snorted. “Delete anything that has to do with love, respect, or joy, and I’ll sign on the dotted line.
What the people needed was to learn to take care of themselves, but that would never happen so long as superheroes were running things.
I’ve become rather fond of fools.
Scarlet started laughing again. She remembered what it was like seeing the princess for the first time. Her full lips, delicate shoulders, huge eyes flecked with shavings of gray, all paired with the unexpected scars on her right cheek that should have made her less stunning but didn’t. It occurred to Scarlet that Wolf hadn’t seemed to notice. She felt a little twinge of pride.
We think if we choose to do only good, then we are only good.
Because you can’t brainwash us into worshipping you like everybody else?
Humanity loses faith in times like that. With no one to look up to, no one to believe in, we all became rats scrounging in the sewers. Maybe Ace really was a villain. Or maybe he was a visionary. Maybe there’s not much of a difference.
Honey shone the flashlight straight into the overhang of his hood, where a face should have been but was, instead, only more darkness. Phobia shrank away slightly, blocking the light with the blade of his scythe. “How nice to see you,” said Honey. “I was beginning to think someone might have conducted an exorcism and sent you back to the underworld.” “You.
Well,” Cinder finally grumbled. “I guess that was pretty fast thinking.” A relieved grin filled up Thorne’s face. “We’re having another moment, aren’t we?
Well, it’s annoying and we’re running out of time. Come on.