#luc

I still didn't look at him. I was afraid if I did that, I would turn around, run back to him, and hurl myself into his arms. ↗

— Kristin Cast

#love #zoey-redbird #love

Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck. ↗

— Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni

#luck #spice #sunday #turmeric #love

Sadness and love and pain, they're easy to feel- but not luck. ↗

— S.D. Crockett

#luck #sd-crockett #love

I was me, I was Flavia. And I loved myself, even if no one else did. ↗

— Alan Bradley

#love #love

Fallon smiled. 'We said we are going to try. You are declaring love and saying I'm not going anywhere.' Lucas shrugged his shoulders. 'I'm a confident, cocky kinda guy, I know what I want and I will succeed. ↗

— Toni Aleo

#lucas-brooks #love

Above all, he liked it that everything was one's own fault. There was only oneself to praise or blame. Luck was a servant and not a master. Luck had to be accepted with a shrug or taken advantage of up to the hilt. But it had to be understood and recognized for what it was and not confused with a faulty appreciation of the odds, for, at gambling, the deadly sin is to mistake bad play for bad luck. And luck in all its moods had to be loved and not feared ↗

— Ian Fleming

#love

He lifts my head up as he gets off the bed and kneels down until we are eye level. I love you Abby. I’ll wait as long as it takes for you to come back to me. ↗

— Annie Brewer

#love

I was inclined to leave love unspoken. ↗

— Rachel Hartman

#seraphina #love

Jack Speight undid me, then I almost undid myself. But I've undone some of the bad, too, some of the damage. With help. With luck and love. ↗

— Wally Lamb

#love #luck #she-s-come-undone #life

One thing that a lot of people forget is that when Lucifer was cast out of heaven, he took one third of the angels with him. These later became the first demons, and many believe that they are the only ones. What even fewer realize is that since demons were once angels, their righteousness cannot have been completely overcome. Just covered up, hidden, buried so deep into their souls that they can ignore it. But we can never forget," Belieal said sadly, feeling the hollow bit of himself that had once been full. "We can never forget what we've lost, and I think that that is our greatest curse of all. No matter how many souls we corrupt, no matter how much we destroy- we can never come back home. Or at least, that is what most demons believe. If they knew there was a way out, Lucifer would lose his entire army overnight. Only his most loyal know, only those who have buried themselves so deep in hatred and evil that they could never take the step that it would require to become what we once were." Verin nodded, all of it making sense so far. "Why are you telling me this?" Belial sighed. "The way that we are speaking of can only reside inside the sould of one of the Almighty's creations. One that is capable of love. That person can ignite the spark of righteousness still within us and make us holy." "But-" "Yes, I still haven't answered your question. You, I, and Abaddon are one of the few who still care, even a little. So I thought it would only be fair to warn you that Lucifer will do whatever he can to destroy those rare people." "Yes, but-" "I'm getting to it. One of those people-" Belial hesitated. "One of them is that mortal girl that you've fallen head-over-heels for. ↗

— Kenneth Evers

#acts-of-kindness #angels #belial #chaos #demons