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🐞The Darkest Part of the Forest🦗
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“What if God played God?” Victor pushed off the wall. “What if EOs were part of His plan? What if these people, the ones you’ve spent your life slaughtering, were supposed to come back the way they did? What if you’ve been attempting to undo the very work of that higher power you worship?” “Don’t you ever wonder if it’s our fault?” Victor tipped his head. “Tell me, is it blasphemy, or simply arrogance, taking credit for God’s work?”
– V.E. Schwab, Vengeful
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“You did this,” he cried. “You killed us all! You’re a monster! You’re evil!” He tried to say more: she had betrayed everyone in the kingdom of Celdaria, everyone in the world. She was supposed to be the Sun Queen, their savior and protector. And yet she had become the Blood Queen. The Kingsbane. The Lady of Death.
FURYBORN by Claire Legrand
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You are not cursed-you are a reaper. You are the night incarnate, the ferrier of souls. You are the bridge between the living and the dead—a caged bird that's ready to fly. So spread your wings, Signa Farrow, because you are limitless. Spread your wings, and oh, how we'll fly - BELLADONNA, Adalyn Grace
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This is a cruel game, meant to be played on mortal girls when they’re glamoured so they don’t know they’re being laughed at. That’s the fun of it, their foolishness. They delight over dresses that appear like finery to them. They exult greedily over crowns seeming to gleam with jewels. They swoon at the promise of true love.
The Wicked King
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The danger was real. Effy and Angharad had both proven that, with their wits and their mirrors. The danger lived with her; perhaps it had been born with her, if the rest of the stories about changeling children were to be believed. The danger was as ancient as the world. But if fairies and monsters were real, so were the women who defeated them.
a study in drowning by ava reid
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book aesthetics: elementals: books and plants 🍃
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YA LIT MEME: [1/∞] favorite female characters → kestrel trajan from the winner’s trilogy by marie rutkoski
She remembered how her heart, so tight, like a scroll, had opened when Arin kissed her. It had unfurled. If her heart were truly a scroll, she could burn it. It would become a tunnel of flame, a handful of ash. The secrets she had written inside herself would be gone. No one would know.