In the fairy tales, the poor girl smiles when she becomes a princess. Right now, I don’t know if I’ll ever smile again
Jose Alfredo Corona Ruizцитирует4 года назад
My life is moving on, no matter how much I want it to stay the same
marti leonцитирует4 года назад
I—I loved you. I trusted you. I needed you. And now I’m going to die for it.”
marti leonцитирует4 года назад
I thought you were strong and brave and good. I thought you were better than him.” Better than Cal. Those are words Maven thought no one would ever say. He flinches, and for a second, I can see the boy I used to know.
Drea Nцитирует14 дней назад
When the maids pinch and pull me into a gown, I feel like a corpse being dressed for her funeral. I know it’s not far from the truth.
Drea Nцитирует14 дней назад
To my surprise, there isn’t a stitch of red on the clothes. But why, I do not know. My ignorance is becoming a theme.
Drea Nцитирует15 дней назад
Badges and medals glitter on his breast, a testament to things he’s never done.
jeanzZzzZzцитирует2 месяца назад
I see the blinding flash of light. Purple and white and strong, the strongest thing I’ve ever felt.
jeanzZzzZzцитирует2 месяца назад
Silver and Red, and stronger than both.
jeanzZzzZzцитирует2 месяца назад
Red blood drips from my wounds, and lightning trembles in my skin, declaring what I am for everyone. Overhead, the video screens go dark. But I’ve already been seen. They can’t stop what’s already happened.