#mon

And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating. ↗

— Alberto Moravia

#fascination #love #men #monster #scorned

Izzy," said Jace, as they neared the pond, and she jumped up and spun around. Her smile was dazzling. "Jace!" She flew at him and hugged him. Now that was the way sisters were supposed to act, Clary thought. Not all stiff and weird and peculiar, but happy and loving. Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression. "Are you all right?" Simon asked, with some concern. "Your eyes are crossing." "I'm fine." Clary abandoned the attempt. "Are you sure? You looked sort of… contorted. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #simon-lewis #love

She looks just as music sounds, I think,' answered Anne. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#music

Now you’re going to get it,” I said, guessing Al was coming when the ones in the back scattered. “You should have been nice.” With a weird cry, the closest surface demon fell back, but it was too late. A flash of red light exploded overhead, smashing the buildings away as if I were at the center of an atomic explosion. The surface demons scattered like brown leaves, the remnants of their clothes and auras fluttering. It was Al, and he burst into existence in a grand mood, an old-fashioned lantern in his hand and a walking cane at his side. “Rachel Mariana Morgan!” he shouted enthusiastically, raising the lantern high, and I painfully rose from my crouch, breaking my bubble with a small thought. “I’ve come to save you, love! ↗

— Kim Harrison

#demons #ever-after #love

To love is to destroy. To be loved is to be the destroyed. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jace-wayland #mortal-instruments #love

It's love, not the Battle of Thermopylae. You don't have to treat everything like it's a last stand. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#isabelle-lightwood #love #simon-lewis #love

Damon, leather and silk and fine chiseled features. Mercurial and devastating. ↗

— L.J. Smith

#damon-salvatore #elena-gilbert #the-hunters-vol- #love

If he even survives." She shivered, and Amon put his arm around her, drawing her into his steady warmth. "It's that bad?" Raisa nodded. "He looked...he looked awful, Amon. Willo doesn't know if he'll...She's worried about him. My mother died, and I never got to tell her that I loved her, that I finally understood - just a little anyway. If Han dies too, I don't know what I'll do. ↗

— Cinda Williams Chima

#han #loss #love #raisa #love

Pray as if all things depend on God, and work as if all things depend on you. ↗

— Christina Dodd

#dark #demon #love #paranormal #paranormal-romance

He stepped into the morning feeling more alive than he'd felt in months. Hold fast and believe in me, love, he whispered across the centuries. Because love and belief were serious magic in and of themselves. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#hawk #karen-marie-moning #love