Evermore
- Alineцитирует2 года назад
So I slip out from under the covers.When did she get back under them ㅠ and b4 this how could she see his eyes if he was turned to the wall????? I'm so mad at this writing. This is a flaw that my man Victor Hugo would NEVER allow. I've only read one chapter of Les Miserables.
- Alineцитирует2 года назадWhen I had tried to feed her my blood-iron, she couldn’t consume it; it re-formed and stuck in her throat. That was how she knew, finally, that I was the Alchemist, and not Ina.
Girl I read that book not even a week ago, but go off I guess, give us the recap
I never did like recaps, I fully believe that we should consume series one book immediately after the other - Alineцитирует2 года назадAnger and grief surge through me, pushing down the fear as we roll into a moonlit garden.
This whole section of her being taken to the palace is so dragged out... she's said that anger and grief surged 3 times, and boy her other thoughts are also not that interesting
- Alineцитирует2 года назадintelligent eyes in a pale freckled face,
INTELLIGENT EYES IN A HUNGER-PANG FRAME AND WHEN HE SAID HI I FORGOT MY DANG NAME (r these right idk it's late)
- Alineцитирует2 года назадof the Valley of Blythe
I'm walking through the valley of lies, I see a coffin, perfect fit for my size (Valley of Lies - TXT and someone else who J don't know)
- Alineцитирует2 года назадshe almost sings
This whole Battle Scene is so funny cuz what is even going onnnnn and it's so repetitive and Jules has like 0 chance of doing any damage ugh I wonder who will save her
- Annette Roseцитирует3 года назад
It was never Liam’s death that I had to fear, just as it wasn’t Roan’s, nor any of those who Caro tried to kill throughout my lives.
First and last and always, it was my oldest friend’s death that would break my heart. - Annette Roseцитирует3 года назадThere are a hundred small and human ways he could break me. As many in which I could—and probably will—break him. Maybe that’s what love is, maybe there’s nothing to do except open my arms to it. And so I open my arms, unafraid of the thundering of his heart.
- Annette Roseцитирует3 года назадThere is a part of my heart that is still human, wholly me, and somewhere along the way, that part has come to belong to him.
- Annette Roseцитирует3 года назадI will break your heart, Jules.
