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“Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“Never, never, never. I am never going to forget you.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“Cause, frankly, the way I see it, you and me? Inevitable.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“It feels like we should do something," he said. "Like, send her off on a barge out to sea and set her on fire. Let her go out in a blaze of glory."
Chubs raised an eyebrow. "It's a minivan, not a Viking.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“Then he was stepping back, away, letting distance flood between us again. His voice was low, rough. "Give 'em hell, darlin'."

"And for the love of God, bitch, don't get stabbed this time!" Vida added.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“But hey, what's life without a little adversity?"
That had to have been the fakest attempt at optimism since my fourth grade teacher tried reasoning that we were better off without the dead kids in our class because it'd mean more turns on the playground swings for the rest of us.”
― Alexandra Bracken, The Darkest Minds

“Thank you, Liam. Thank you for being my shadow. Thank you for being my friend.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“This is a place we don't have to lie.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Miss Vida" Liam said "has anyone never told you that you are positively the whipped cream on the sundae of life?"
She glared at him."Anyone ever told you your head is shaped like a pencil?"
"That is physically impossible," Chubs groused."He'd be__"
"Actually Liam began, "Cole once did try to__ What?"
"Oh,I'm sorry," Chubs said, "apparently the middle of my sentence interrupted the beginning of yours. Do continue.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

“Step one, accept she was a damn boss. Step two, hide all the knives, guns, and maybe the pillows, too.”
― J.J. McAvoy, Ruthless People

“I hold up my middle finger and keep my eyes forward. Not that I don't like Liam, but I'm still pissed at Xaden for assigning him.

Liam snorts and grins, flashing his dimple. 'And now he's glaring. Tell me, is it fun pissing off the most powerful rider in the quadrant?'

'You could try it yourself and find out,' I suggest, opening my notebook to the next empty page. I can't turn around. I won't. Wanting Xaden is fine. It has to be. Indulging the impulses it gives me? That's asinine.

'That's going to be a no from me.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“What did you want to be when you grew up?' I ask, just to keep the conversation going.

'Alive.' He shrugs.

Well, that's... something.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“So, Tairn hasn't channelled to you, either, right?' Liam asks, a look of uncertainty, vulnerability on his face.

I shake my head. 'I think he has commitment issues,' I whisper.

'I heard that.'

'Then stay out of my head.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Panebože.â€� DuÅ¡i mi sevÅ™ela bezmoc a beznadÄ›j. Nebyla jsem pÅ™ipravená na to, co mi ukázal â€� svÄ›t v jeho pravé podobÄ›. Byl temný a dÄ›sivý a nechtÄ›lo se mi v nÄ›m žít.
Usmál se, jako by mi unikl nÄ›jaký vtip. „MůžeÅ¡ mi říkatâ€� Williame.”
― Lucie Adamová, Odstíny života

“Liam, you know I adore you, right?'

'Well, that's nice-'

'Go away.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“No, Liam,' Xaden chokes out as he crouches in front of us, the muscles in his face working to control his expression, but there's no hiding the despair that pushes at our mental connection.

'Deigh,' Liam pleads in a strangled whisper, turning his head toward Xaden.

'I know, brother,' Xaden's jaw flexes and our gazes lock above Liam as tears overflow my eyes. 'I know.' He leans forward and lifts Liam into his arms, then stands, carrying him. 'I'll take you.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“If you even think about touching me, I swear I'll fucking kill you.' My power flares with my rage and lightning cracks across the sky, jumping from cloud to cloud.

'I think she means it,' Liam warns.

'I know she does,' Xaden's jaw ticks as out gazes collide and hold.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Deigh,' Liam whispers, falling limp against Tairn's back.

'I'll get you to him,' I promise, already fumbling with the strap's buckle. 'Deigh's gone,' I cry to Xaden, my voice a trembling mess. 'Liam is dying.'

'No,' I feel his terror, his sorrow, and his overpowering anger wrap around my mind, mixing with my own until it hurts to breathe.

Minutes. We have minutes.

'Just hold on,' I whisper to Liam, fighting not to cry as he looks up at me with those sky-blue eyes, wide with shock and pain. After everything Liam has given up for me, this is the least I can do for him. I can get him to Deigh the same way I know he would carry me to Tairn or Andarna.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You are kind of terrifying.'

'Thank you.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“I'm going to kill him for making you come to this,' I mutter under my breath as Dain greets the king with perfect manners.

'Xaden didn't make me come.'

'What?' My gaze jumps to his.

'He'd never ask this of me. Never ask it of anyone. But I told him I would keep you safe, and that's what I'm doing, keeping you safe.' He flashes a crooked smile.

'You're a good friend, Liam Mairi. 'I rest my head on his arm.

'You saved my life, Violet. The least I can do is grin and bear it through a fucking party.'

'I'm not sure I can grin and bear it.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Why did you do that?' I cry, my fingers searching for purchase on his leathers to pull him closer. I settle for the back of his collar and yank. 'Why would you risk it?' Gods, if anything happened to them...

His gaze collides with mine. 'That thing was going to take a chunk out of Tairn. You've saved my life and now it's my turn. No matter what you think of me for keeping secrets, we're friends, Violet.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“The you that you were then, who you are now, who you’ll be,â€� he began quietly, as if sensing my thoughts, “I love you. With my whole heart. My whole life, however long I’m lucky enough to get, nothing will change for me.”
― Alexandra Bracken, In the Afterlight

“You snuck across my yard like a trained mercenary. Dressed in a black getup without so much as a pebble misplaced under your shoe or a crinkled leaf to make a sound. Had the lay of the land within seconds too I bet. Took down a man who outweighs you by fifty pounds as if you done it before. You hardly flinched when I set my gun on you. Now you’re sittinâ€� there all hunched around yourself like a rabbit in the grass. Definitely runninâ€� I just hope it’s not from the law.”
― Jocelyn Adams, The Glass Man

“Guard her like you're me.'

'You mean like I'm six inches taller and built like a bull?' Ridoc gives him a thumbs-up. 'Sure. I'll do my best. In the meantime, you'd better run.'

Liam's gaze finds mine. 'Stay alive.'

'Working on it, and not just for my sake.' I give him a smile. 'Thanks for being a great shadow.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You are slightly stuck with him for...' He makes a face. 'Well, forever.'

'Or until one of us dies,' I joke, but it falls flat...”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Don't you look handsome.'

'I know.' He preens sarcastically, straightening his sash over a midnight-black doublet. 'I've heard healer cadets have a thing for riders.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You can go. You should go. This is...' I shake my head.

'I go where you go.' His hand tightens over mine.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“Anyway, is it hard for you to be in here? Or is it more of a comfort thing?'
...
'It feels like coming home, but not. And it's not that it's changed- this place never changes. Hell, I think change is the mortal enemy of a scribe. But I'm starting to realise that I've changed. I don't quite fit here. Not anymore.'

'Yeah. I get that.' Something in his voice tells me he really does.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

“You doing all right with whatever is going on there?' Liam asks, startling me.

'And if I tell you I'm not sure?' I give him the same answer, my lips curving.

'I'd think you got yourself in over your head.' The look on his face is anything but teasing now.

'For someone who said he owns Xaden everything, that's not a glowing recommendation.' I drop my pack to the ground and roll the tense muscles of my shoulders. 'Don't turn into Dain on me.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing