A Good Book Has No Ending

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This dangerous, gorgeous, wildfire of a woman.

“These things do not happen in dreams, dear girl,” he said, vanishing up to his neck. “They happen only in nightmares.” His head spiraled and he was gone. 

❛A heart, once stolen, can never be taken back.❜ —Marissa Meyer, Heartless

“Legion, cuneum formate!’ Reyna yelled. “Advance!” Another cheer on Jason’s right as Percy and Annabeth reunited with the forces of Camp Half-Blood. “Greeks!” Percy yelled. “Let’s, um, fight stuff!” They yelled like banshees and charged. Jason grinned. He loved the Greeks. They had no organization whatsoever, but they made up for it with enthusiasm.

“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?”

The throne rumbled. A wave of gale-force anger slammed into me. WHO DARES- The voice stopped abruptly, The anger retreated, which was a good thing, because just those two words had almost blasted my mind to shreds. Percy. My fathers voice was still angry but more controlled. What-exactly-are you doing on my throne? “I’m sorry, Father,” I said. “I needed to get your attention.” This was a very dangerous thing to do. Even for you. If I hadn’t looked before I blasted, you would now be a puddle of seawater.

I guess I didn’t reall think of myself as interesting until I was interesting to Blue.”

Camp Half-Blood Cabins (PJO, HOO, and TOA)

Whatever you’ve heard about Caraval, it doesn’t compare to the reality. It’s more than just a game or performance. It’s the closest you’ll ever find yourself magic in this world.

“No one is truly honest. Even if we don’t lie to others, we often lie to ourselves. And the word good means different things to different people.”

Every person has the power to change their fate if they are brave enough to fight for what they desire more than anything.

Hope is a powerful thing. Some say it’s a different breed of magic altogether. Elusive, difficult to hold on to. But not much is needed.

“She imagined loving him would feel like falling in love with darkness, frightening and consuming yet utterly beautiful when the stars came out.” ― Stephanie Garber, Caraval

Hope is a powerful thing. Some say it’s a different breed of magic altogether. Elusive, difficult to hold on to. But not much is needed.  ― Stephanie Garber, Caraval 🔮