Everything was ruined, and everything was wrong, and not being able to shif shouldn've been the end of the world. But instead, for once, it was okay. --Cole's perspective
Maggie StiefvaterStichwörter: emilia vicky susanna viviane
Well, this was disappointing. I supposed I had jumped to a rather large conclusion, with the help of my research. It just went to show that Wikipedia was a liar and Google a whore.
Maggie StiefvaterStichwörter: google merry-sisters-of-fate
She stands like she’s trouble, and though her jagged haircut is trying too hard to tell me that she doesn’t care what I think, the pugnacious set of her mouth tells me everything I need to know about why she got dropped out of all those schools. The hair is what tells me she needs help, all right, but her mouth tells me she doesn’t need that much and she probably just needs time to work it out for herself. And I want, want, want to tell her not to sign the paperwork and to instead go out with me and live happily ever after in a tiny apartment in Baltimore because I always liked Baltimore and we could have two poodles, both shaved strangely to attract attention because I can see that’s a big part of her, and pretty much eat take out spring rolls every night, because that’s a big part of me.
Maggie StiefvaterThis new world was a vicious, sleek world made of street lights and tight jeans, sharp smiles and fast cars. This was a city, edited. A city, pared down to its bare minimums, beautiful and abusive.
Maggie StiefvaterStichwörter: beauty apocalypse city
She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, a tiny, bloody angel in the snow, and they were going to destroy her.
Maggie StiefvaterStichwörter: death winter snow angel werewolf
One thousand brilliant stars punched holes in my consciousness, pricking me with longing. I could stare at the stars for hours, their infinite number and depth pulling me into a part of myself that I ignored during the day.
Maggie StiefvaterStichwörter: stars
They bit you. You should've changed, too, you know."
"Sometimes I wish I had," I told him.
He closed his eyes, miles away on the other side of the bed. "Sometimes I do, too.
Your hair is all funky in the morning.
Maggie StiefvaterPeppermint swirled into my nostrils, sharp as glass, then raspberry almost to sweet, like too-ripe fruit. Apple, crisp and pure. Nuts, buttery, warm, earthy
Maggie StiefvaterSam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said.
"I'll find you one
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