zoya of the lost city. zoya of the garden. zoya bleeding in the snow. you are strong enough to survive the fall.

for @booksociety‘s april event: enemies to lovers  ↳  T H E   W R A T H   A N D   T H E   D A W N   by renée ahdieh 

Ronan put the white sunglasses onto Gansey’s face and regarded him once more. His face went somber for half a second, and then it dissolved into an absolutely wonderful and fearless laugh. The old Ronan Lynch’s laugh. No, it was better than that one, because this new one had just a hint of darkness beneath it. This Ronan knew there was crap in the world, but he was laughing anyway. Gansey couldn’t help laughing along, rather more breathless. Somehow he had gone from such a terrible place to such a joyful one. He wasn’t sure that the feeling would be so profound if he hadn’t braced every bone in his body for an argument with Ronan.

music. numbers. equations. they’re not like words. they... they don’t get  m  i  x  e  d  up.

@sixofcrowsnet​ heist: favorite grisha → kuwei yul-bo “He had chosen a new name when he’d come to the Little Palace: Nhaban. It meant ‘rising phoenix’ in Shu. The boy was as pretentious as he was gifted.“

                                                allison reynolds & renee walker                                                  g i v e   h e r   b a c k   t o   m e .

Jem is nothing but goodness. That he struck you last night only shows how capable you are of driving even saints to madness.

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