#ash

He shook his head, examining the wound again. “It's not frostbitten,“ he muttered. “It'll blister, but you should be fine. You might only lose a couple fingers.“ I glanced at him sharply, but he was smirking. For a moment, I was speechless. Good God, the Ice Prince was making jokes now; the world must be ending. ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#meghan #king

Satan prowls but he’s a lion on a leash ↗

— Ann Voskamp

#lion #satan #satan

I've been wanting to do that for a very long time," I growled Victor smiled through the pain and the blood. "Of course you have. I used to think Belikov was the savage one, but it's really you, isn't it? You're the animal with no control, no higher reasoning except to fight and kill." I clenched his shirt and leaned him over him. "Me? I'm not the one who tortured Lissa for my own benefit. I'm not the one who turned my daughter Strigoi. And I'm sure as hell not the one who used compulsion to kidnap a fifteen-year-old girl! ↗

— Richelle Mead

#hathaway #rose #victor #torture

We've become a nation of wolves, ruled by sheep. Owned by swine, overfed, and put to sleep. While the media elite declare what to think, I'll be wide awake, on the edge, and on the brink. ↗

— Otep Shamaya

#machine #otep #shamaya #smash #media

After being bombarded endlessly by road-safety propaganda it was almost a relief to find myself in an actual accident. ↗

— J.G. Ballard

#cars #crash #safety

I wasn’t aware of just how close he’d moved to me until now. So many details came into focus. The shape of his lips, the line of his neck. “I’m not dangerous,” I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. “You are to me.” And somehow, against all reason, we were kissing. I closed my eyes, and the world around me faded. The noise, the smoke . . . it was gone. All that mattered was the taste of his mouth, a mix of cloves and mints. There was a fierceness in his kiss, a desperation . . . and I answered, just as hungry for him. I didn’t stop him when he pulled me closer, so that I almost sat on his lap. I’d never been wrapped around someone’s body like that, and I was shocked at how eagerly mine responded. His arm went around my waist, pulling me onto him further, and his other hand slid up the back of my neck, getting entangled in my hair. He took his lips away from my mouth, gently trailing kisses down to my neck. I tipped my head back, gasping when the intensity returned to his mouth. There was an animalistic quality that sent shock waves through the rest of my body. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#chemistry #kissing #making-out #sydney-sage #adrian-ivashkov

Now this is really going to impress Valentine." "I don't know," Clary said. "Other crack teams get bat boomerangs and wall-crawling powers; we get the Aquatruck." "If you don't like it, Nephilim," came Magnus's voice, faintly, from the truck cab, "you're welcome to see if you can walk on the water. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #magnus-bane #magnus-bane

I don't think that old-fashioned idea of record companies exists any more. ↗

— Sophie Ellis Bextor

#companies #exists #i #idea #more

Fashion needs to be worn. ↗

— Christian Lacroix

#needs #worn

But the Milanese have made bad choices, bad fashion, and bad jewelry. ↗

— Christian Lacroix

#bad choices #choices #fashion #jewelry #made