Behind us, the guards muttered restlessly, and a word floated back to me. Razrusha’ya. I batted the Apparat’s hand away and marched into the passage. The Priestguards came to attention. Like all their brothers, they were dressed in brown and wore the golden sunburst, the same symbol that marked the Apparat’s robes. My symbol. But they never looked directly at me, never spoke to me or the other Grisha refugees. Instead, they stood silently at the edges of rooms and trailed me everywhere like bearded, rifle- wielding specters.

“That name is forbidden,” I said. They stared straight ahead, as if I were invisible. “Her name is Genya Safin, and I’d still be the Darkling’s prisoner if it weren’t for her.”

(via booknation)


books-and-cookies:

Chapters ending in cliffhangers are the reason most of us don’t have a normal sleeping pattern. 

(via bookslutss)


how do people even fuck up movie adaptations there’s literally a written plot all set out for you with character descriptions and dialogue

(via bookslutss)


northernssun:

that must just tear you to pieces.

northernssun:

that must just tear you to pieces.

(via angelfallbabe)


fourfinick:

I knew from the start that your loyalty would get you killed.

(via angelfallbabe)


angelfalled:

Character Quotes: Raffe & Penryn Young, Angelfall (Penryn & the End of Days)

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“I happen to know what it’s like to ‘deal’ with death all by yourself. Just you and nothing else but the big empty of where everything used to be. It would have been nice, really, really nice, to have had someone there with me…”

“Hey,” Ben said softly. “Hey, Cassie, I didn’t—”

“No, you didn’t. You really didn’t.” Zombie. Because he didn’t have feelings. Dead inside, like a zombie? There were people at Ashpit like that. Shufflers, I called them, human-shaped sackfuls of dust. Something irreplaceable had crumbled inside. Too much loss. Too much pain. Shuffling, black-eyed, slack-jawed mutterers. Was that Ben? Was he a shuffler? Then why did he risk everything to rescue Sam?

“Wherever you were,” Ben said slowly, “we were there, too.” (x)

(via 5th--wave)


Loving Germany!

Loving Germany!


On way to Germany!

On way to Germany!


taurielsilvan:

Just know you’re not alone 'cause I’m going to make this place your home 
[insp.]

thecityofclockwork:

Men may be stronger, but it is women who endure. - Tessa Gray

(via themarashaw)


Loyalties are betrayed, guilt and innocence tangle, and fate and chance collide in this shocking conclusion to Mara Dyer’s story.


kestreltrajan:

Character Designs → Noah Czerny from The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

kestreltrajan:

Character Designs  Noah Czerny from The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater

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“You’re a coward,” he whispers. “You want to be with me and it terrifies you. And you’re ashamed,” he says. “Ashamed you could ever want someone like me. Aren’t you?” He drops his gaze and his nose grazes mine and I can almost count the millimeters between our lips. I’m struggling to focus, trying to remember that I’m mad at him, mad about something, but his mouth is right in front of mine and my mind can’t stop trying to figure out how to shove aside the space between us. 

"You want me," he says softly, his hands moving up my back, "And it’s killing you."

~ Tahereh Mafi

(via msnoahshaw)


"I wanted ye from the first I saw ye—but I loved ye when you wept in my arms and let me comfort you that first time in Leoch {….} My life is yours.”

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