#dark

He even moved like an animal, fluid strength and surety. And all the devil ever wants in exchange, a small voice said warningly, is a soul. Oh, puh-lease, Chloe rebuked herself sternly. He's a man, nothing more. A big, beautiful, sometimes scary man, but that's all. Graceful as a stalking tiger, the big, beautiful, scary man dropped into a crouch on the ground before her, his dark eyes glinting in the shadowy night. They knelt mere inches apart. When he spoke, his words were painstakingly articulated, as if speaking was an immense effort. His words were carefully spaced, tight, coming in rushes, with pauses between. "I will give you. Every. Artifact I own. If you kiss. Me and ask no. Questions." "Huh?" Chloe gaped. "No questions," he hissed. He shook his head violently, as if trying to scatter something from it. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#dageus #karen-marie-moning #the-dark-highlander #beauty

Nothin' wrong with havin' a cat in the house. They can see what most people can't, like the folks in the Otherworld when they cross back over - the good ones and the bad. And they get rid a mice. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#cats #otherworld #beauty

He could feel it immediately when his shoulder snapped - the intense pain of his bones cracking. His skin tightened, as if it could no long hold whatever was lurking inside him. The breath was sucked from his lungs like he was being crushed. His vision began to blur, and he had the sensation he was falling, even though he could feel the rock tearing at his flesh as his body seized on the ground. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#kami-garcia #macon #beauty

You're a quiet, beautiful woman in a loud, ugly place. An orchid among weeds. You define obvious. ↗

— Lynn Viehl

#pnr #beauty

You can put the girl in a relationship...," I began, putting my arm around her. "But you can't take the boy-crazy out of the girl," Cassie finished. ↗

— Jocelyn Davies

#a-fractured-light #boy-crazy #cassie #friends #girls

Nobody the dead man & Nobody the living Nobody is giving in and Nobody is giving Nobody hears me but Nobody cares Nobody fears me but Nobody just stares Nobody belongs to me and Nobody remains No Nobody knows Nothing All that remains are remains ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Kane wondered if any man in her life had really noticed how beautiful she was. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#beautiful #closer #dannika-dark #love #mageri

Montag shook his head. He looked at a blank wall. The girl's face was there, really quite beautiful in memory: astonishing, in fact. She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty and knowing what it had to tell of the night passing swiftly on toward further darknesses, but moving also toward a new sun. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#darkness #montag #sun #beauty

Aunque moverse duela como una enfermedad. La mirada se detiene en los rostros que murmuran y no puedes oír lo que están diciendo porque en tu cabeza, el estruendo de los gritos es demasiado fuerte. Aun así, deja que te tiren del brazo y que te suban al coche, y sigues. Porque puedes cuando alguien te dice que puedes. ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty

Porque la vida sigue. Los pájaros hacen su tarea y las abejas la suya. Las semillas se dispersan y todo vuelve a crecer ↗

— Kami Garcia

#beauty