Winter tilted her head in Scarlet’s direction. A spiral of black hair fell across her cheek, obstructing her scars. “What did you bring me today?” Scarlet asked. “Delusional mutterings with a side of crazy? Or is this one of your good days?
At least we have each other.” He held out his arms, like he would have given her a huge hug if they hadn’t been strapped into their seats. The nose of the ship tipped to the right and he quickly grasped the controls again, leveling it out just in time to dodge flock of pigeons.
You are the capital U in Unhelpful.
It was not her fault he had liked her. It was not her fault she was cyborg. She would not apologize.
People seem to overlook an old man losing his mind if he occasionally made light of it.
We’re not pouring rice in my head.
The guilt and the horror and the memory of that awful smell might stay with her forever, but she was the queen.
Cath wondered if that youthful face had ever seen a true smile.
She is a rose, Jest. Lovely on the eyes, yes, but such thorns are not to be ignored.
That’s human nature, isn’t it? People want to put someone on a pedestal. Maybe it gives them something to dream about.
But was the woman’s death the tragedy, or her life?
Timid or arrogant, Charming or infuriating, and Catherine was falling, falling, falling.
A wicked grin pulled at Winter’s lips. She stepped away from Jacin, faced the people, ans raised her arms to her sides.“People of Luna,” she said, echoing the broadcast and pulling the crowd’s attention away from the dome, “please give your full attention now to the true heir to the Lunar throne, Princess Selene, live from your very own sector.” Her eyes flashed as she swooped an arm toward Cinder. “Our revolution is about to begin.
Cinder grinned.“I love you too.” “Why are we not moving?” said Storm, his voice rumbling through the tunnel. “We grow inpatient to shred Levana and her court into tiny, bite-size pieces. We will suck the marrow from their bones and drink their blood as if it were fine wine.” Iko fixed an uncomfortable look on Cinder. “Good thing they’re on our side.
The young princess was as beautiful as daylight. She was more beautiful even than the queen herself.
From this day forward, you will be my sun at dawn and my stars at night, and I vow to love and cherish you for all our days.
Thank you,” she murmured, hoping he knew it wasn’t just for helping her up the tree and through the window. Hoping he knew it was for everything. The thrills, the laughs, the secrets he’d shared.
It became the strong against the weak, and, as it turns out, the strong were usually jerks.
This was only the second time Carswell Thorne had stopped to ponder one Kate Fallow. The first time, he had wondered why she liked books so much, and if it had anything to do with why he liked spaceships. Because they could take you somewhere far, far away from here. This time, he was wondering what her math score was.
There are so many things to marvel at. How could anyone want to hurt it? How can people wake up every morning and not think – look, the sun is still there! And I’m still here! This is incredible.