#al

She was tipping her head back to inquire, when two men entered the great hall and the question flew right out of her head. They were simply two of the most gorgeous men she'd ever seen. Twins, though different. They were both tall and powerfully built. One was taller by a few inches, with dark hair that swept just past his shoulders and eyes like shard of silver and ice while the other had long black hair falling in a single braid to his waist, and eyes as gold as Adam's torque. They were elegantly dressed in tailored clothing of dark hues, with magnificent bodies that dripped with raw sex appeal. Oh, my, she marveled, they don't amek men like these in the States. Were these typical Scotsmen? If so, she was going to have to get Elizabeth over here somehow. A connoisseur of romance novels, Elizabeth's favorites were the Scottish ones, and these two men looked as if they'd just stepped straight off one of those covers. "Try not to gape, ka-lyrra. They're only human. Mortal. Puny. And married. Both of them. Happily. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dageus #drustan #gabby #ka-lyrra #karen-marie-moning

Why do we choose sadness over happiness, when we are hurting? answer is simple, because every other emotion just feels wrong, depending upon how well you can lie to yourself and convince yourself to feel happy again. But if you want to heal your wounds, Let sadness take its course. It helps you recognize your faults and make peace with your inner self, let it take its time and when the time is right you shall feel happy again, most importantly in control and satisfied. ↗

— Sneha Agarwal

#hurting #inner-peace

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least… ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#louisa-may-alcott #louisa-may-alcott

She had fallen asleep with her head on his arm, the clockwork angel, still around her throat, resting against his shoulder just to the left of his collarbone. As she moved away, the clockwork angel slipped free and she saw to her surprise that where it had lain against his skin it had left a mark behind, no bigger than a shilling, in the shape of a pale white star. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #will-herondale

His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night... ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #tessa-gray

—Jem es la mejor parte de mí. —Entonces, ¿qué soy yo? —Eres mi debilidad. —Y Tessa es tu corazón. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#cecily-herondale #clockwork-princess #james-carstairs #tessa-gray #william-herondale

If I might ask--," she began. Will sighed. "You know you'll ask whether I say it's all right or not. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#will-herondale #tessa-gray

You would make a very ugly woman" "I would not. I would be stunning ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa-gray #will-herondale #tessa-gray

I can't - I'll chop off my own foot!" "If you're going to chop off anyone's foot, chop off Benedict's," Will muttered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#tessa #tessa-gray #will #will-herondale #tessa-gray

I knew I was a little different from most demons but nothing says freak of nature like a one-eyed gypsy saying I had a rainbow glow. It just didn't sound complimentary. ↗

— Mary Abshire

#paranormal-romance #romance #urban-fantasy #vampire-romance #vampires