#luke

It is an intensely beautiful world. More and more, I think of it as Cicely's world. More and more I wish it were my world, too. A minute ago, I hoped I wasn't bonding, but now, I almost hope I am. Because its either that or I'm falling in love. ↗

— Laura Bradley Rede

#beauty

When Luke had descended into the River Styx, he would've had to focus on something important that would hold him to his mortal life. Otherwise he would've dissolved. I had seen Annabeth, and I had a feeling he had too. He had pictured that scene Hestia showed me—of himself in the good old days with Thalia and Annabeth, when he promised they would be a family. Hurting Annabeth in battle had shocked him into remembering that promise. It had allowed his mortal conscience to take over again, and defeat Kronos. His weak spot—his Achilles heel—had saved us all ↗

— Rick Riordan

#the-hero-in-the-great-prophecy #family

Luke rose to his feet. "I'm taking five minutes for some air. I'll be back. " He felt them watching him as he made his way to the front doorsall of them, even Amatis. Senhor Monteverde whispered something to his wife in Portuguese; Luke caught "lobo", the word for "wolf", in the stream of words. They probably think I'm going outside to run in circles and bark at the moon. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #luke #humor

You love me, but you don't want me," he said with such sadness, I burst into tears. While crying, I had the biggest orgasm of my life as Luke held me tighter than ever and rocked into me and climaxed with me. He wiped at my tears. "I didn't mean to make you cry," he said. ↗

— L.D. Davis

#luke #life

When you love someone, you don't have a choice. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-ashes #clary-and-luke #clary-fray #love #love

But they love each other," Clary appalled. "Isn't that what love means? That you're there for the other person to turn to, no matter what? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #clary #fiction #jace #love

I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#luke #movie-reference #rejection #simon-lewis #movies

Each simplest act, each hidden intention, had to be cut to the Rule and polished and perfected like the tiny stones of a mysterious mosaic which had no meaning when looked at one by one, except that one by one they fitted together and suggested a pattern. The pattern was the formation of the nun but she was too close to see it. ↗

— Katherine Cavarly Hulme

#nun #personal-transformation #religion-christianity #sister-luke #religion

Thank you, Simon, I appreciate that." Luke opened the pizza box and, finding it empty, shut it with a sigh. "Though you did eat all the pizza." "I only had five slices," Simon protested, leaning his chair backward so it balanced precariously on its two back legs. "How many slices did you think were in a pizza, dork?" Clary wanted to know. "Less than five slices isn't a meal. It's a snack." Simon looked apprehensively at Luke. "Does this mean you're going to wolf out and eat me?" "Certainly not." Luke rose to toss the pizza box into the trash. "You would be stringy and hard to digest." "But kosher," Simon pointed out cheerfully. "I'll be sure to point any Jewish lycanthropes your way." Luke leaned his back against the sink. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#luke #simon-lewis #balance

You're going to get yourself into a lot of trouble." "Why?" "Because of her right there. Do you know what Daisy would do if you ever cheated on her." "Move on to the next guy that told her she has nice tits." "Okay, you're probably right on that one. ↗

— Jessica Sorensen

#luke #cheating