#trilogy

He kissed back, all the pages spread out around us like riddles waiting to be solved. Let them wait. Let my genes unravel, my hinges come loose. If my fate rests in the hands of a madman, let death come and bring its worse. I'll take the ruined craters of laboratories, the dead trees, this city with ashes in the oxygen, if it means freedom. I'd sooner die here than live a hundred years with wires in my veins. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#fever #wither #death

You are my heart, my life, my entire existence." -Ash ↗

— Julie Kagawa

#iron-fey-trilogy #julie-kagawa #love #life

Let me in, Emily, and I swear to you that you'll never regret it.” Ethan Sterling in Private Emotions ↗

— Elize Amornette

#elize-amornette #elize-amornette-author #private-emotions-trilogy #romance-book #romance-novel-books

The bridge is said to bestow good luck on lovers who share a kiss right where we are standing. Ethan Sterling - Private Emotions ↗

— Elize Amornette

#books-romance #elize-amornette #elize-amornette-author #erotic-short-stories #paranormal-romance

A whole new generation is looking at the videos, and going to the video shop and buying the re-release of the complete trilogy, which you can buy at a reasonable price. ↗

— Peter Mayhew

#buying #complete #generation #going #looking

None of us deserve the good things that come our way. It's by grace, love and forgiveness that any of us experience joy. ↗

— J.B. McGee

#forgiveness #forgiveness-quotes #grace #j-b-mcgee #jb-mcgee

Vaughn is talking about the heat, and his voice is so excited that it breaks into whispers at times. He loves his madness the way a bird loves the sky. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#insanity #madness #sever #the-chemical-garden-trilogy #vaughn

And then I wonder, does my brother think of me this way? We entered this world together, one after the other, beats in a pulse. But I will be first to leave it. That's what I've been promised. When we were children, did he dare to imagine an empty space beside him where I then stood giggling, blowing soap bubbles through my fingers? When I die, will he be sorry that he loved me? Sorry that we were twins? Maybe he already is. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#fever #lauren-destefano #imagination

I should not have loved my daughter as I did. Not in this world in which nothing lives for long. You children are flies. You are roses. You multiply and die. ↗

— Lauren DeStefano

#fever #lauren-destefano #love

I can see time," whispered Mogget, so softly that his words were lost. ↗

— Garth Nix

#fantasy #young-adult #young-adult