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bansheebooks · 1 day
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A few hours at home and the Telegraph Club seemed more like a fantasy than a real thing. This troubled her. It felt as if someone had taken an eraser to her memory - to her very self - and rubbed at it, then blown away the remains. Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo
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ohwarnette · 6 months
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i am coming to love him, in two different ways. face to face, and word to word.
happy birthday dais @lorenlily
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buffonia · 4 months
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“While I'm gone," Gansey said, pausing, "dream me the world. Something new for every night.”
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permanentreverie · 5 months
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literature moodboards: all for the game trilogy by nora sakavic
"remember this feeling. this is the moment you stop being the rabbit."
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“All the stories are true”
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lunaathorne · 9 months
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every sapphic book i love → the henna wars by adiba jaigirdar
of course muslims can be gay. how can anyone think otherwise? The two aren’t mutually exclusive. I’m living, breathing proof.
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04hyyh · 3 months
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Iris had given their mother's ashes to the field of Avalon Bluff. And she decided somewhere in the east would be more fitting for her brother. A place that was green and promising, with hills that never seemed to end.
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iknowitwontwork · 10 months
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The Cruel Prince by Holly Black as a Movie
What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong? Instead of being afraid, I could become something to fear.
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deadpoets · 3 months
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SIMONE’S 1K CELEBRATION 🤝 + gansey siblings or the lynch brothers for @jeanmoreaux
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rosehalls · 6 months
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if you could see the sun by ann liang
and everything about this moment is so lovely and so fragile in its loveliness that i'm almost afraid to hold it
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inspiredbyabook · 11 months
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female awesome meme: females in literature [2/10] ↝ elisabeth scrivener
you belonged in the library, as much as any book
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henrycavillary · 3 months
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“Victor Vale was not a fucking sidekick.” "For. Ever."
Villains Series | V. E. Schwab
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buffonia · 2 months
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A convict with a thirst for revenge. A sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager. A runaway with a privileged past. A spy known as the Wraith. A Heartrender using her magic to survive the slums. A thief with a gift for unlikely escapes. Six dangerous outcasts. One impossible heist.
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permanentreverie · 6 months
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literature moodboards: once upon a broken heart trilogy by stephanie garber
“I believe there are far more possibilities than happily ever after or tragedy. every story has the potential for infinite endings.”
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diangelosnico · 5 months
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Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood. (...) Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it gets you killed in painful nasty ways.
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bossuets · 10 months
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Being Adam Parrish was a complicated thing, a wonder of muscles and organs, synapses and nerves. He was a miracle of moving parts, a study in survival.
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