#bell

Love was worth sacrificing for, he thought as he left his room. Even if it wasn't yours. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#phury #zsadist #love

ll I can think about, every day, every waking minute since they drew Prim's name at the reaping, is how afraid I am. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss-and-gale #prim #reaping #rebellion #rebellion

He was a different Edward than the one I had known. And I felt all the more besotted by him. It would cause me physical pain to be separated from him now. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#edward #love #stupid-lamb #love

You'll walk with me out on the wire, cuz baby, I'm just a scared and lonely rider, but I gotta know how it feels... I want to know love is wild, babe, I want to know love is real. ↗

— Bruce Springsteen

#rebel #rebellion #romance #love

My dad mumbled something unintelligible. "Woo!" Emmett suddenly boomed in his deep bass. "Go Gators!" Jacob and Charlie jumped. The rest of us froze. Charlie recovered, then looked at Emmett over his shoulder. "Florida winning?" "Just scored the first touchdown," Emmett confirmed. He shot a look in my direction, wagging his eyebrows like a villain in vaudeville. "'Bout time somebody scored around here. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#charlie #emmett #humor #humor

... As could the sarcasm in her voice. "yes, she's bleeding to deat Lu upstairs, but i thought I'd avoid telling you right away, because I like to draw the suspense out. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #sarcasm #suspense

Yes, heaven forbid I not be protected from tanks. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#cars #sarcasm #sarcasm

He didn't come out of my belly, but my God, I've made his bones, because I've attended to every meal, and how he sleeps, and the fact that he swims like a fish because I took him to the ocean. I'm so proud of all those things. But he is my biggest pride. ↗

— John Lennon

#because #belly #biggest #bones #come

What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#twilight #love

My fingers combed through my dark hair, short and straight, landing in choppy, uneven ends nearly level with my chin. The color reminded me of every evil character in any fairytale. It seemed all were characteristically black; black hair, black eyes, black clothing, black demeanors, and black intent. I never thought I was truly a villainous character, not like I knew my father to be, but I was his offspring and devoid of any princess-like characteristics, so that left only the wicked side of the story to play. In my dreams, though, I imagined myself more like Snow White - wavy, raven hair, a perfectly fair complexion, bathed in rose scents, and exhibiting a natural feminine grace that would dance musical circles around both Ginger and Elizabeth. No, I never hoped for such a thing to be real, but I dared to pretend it with perfect clarity in my dreams. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#black #dandelions #richelle #richelle-goodrich #wishful-thinking