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He's still looking in my eyes. Staring me down like he did that dragon, chin tilted and locked. "I'm not the Chosen One," he says.I meet his gaze and sneer. My arm is a steel band around his waist. "I choose you," I say. "Simon Snow, I choose you."
What are the chances you’d ever meet someone like that? he wondered. Someone you could love forever, someone who would forever love you back? And what did you do when that person was born half a world away? The math seemed impossible.
If you can’t save your own life, is it even worth saving?
Sometimes writing is running downhill, your fingers jerking behind you on the keyboard the way your legs do when they can’t quite keep up with gravity.
You were the sun, and I was crashing into you.
Well, she said. I’m frustrated.Don’t make me angry-kiss you.Give me the laundry.Tempers rising, faces flushed … This is how it happens.
Every woman wants a man who'll fall in love with her soul as well as her body.
It was the nicest thing she could imagine. It made her want to have his babies and give him both of her kidneys.
I love you more than I hate everything else.
She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.
Happily ever after, or even just together ever after, is not cheesy, Wren said. It’s the noblest, like, the most courageous thing two people can shoot for.
I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to start this day because then I'll just be expected to finish it.