#defy me

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carswells:            the shadow of my past the life i choose to forget                       has nocarswells:            the shadow of my past the life i choose to forget                       has nocarswells:            the shadow of my past the life i choose to forget                       has nocarswells:            the shadow of my past the life i choose to forget                       has no

carswells:

            the shadow of my past the life i choose to forget
                       has not
                            will never ever
                                         forget me.


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@TaherehMafi: very excited to share the title and release date for the next book in the SHATTER ME s

@TaherehMafivery excited to share the title and release date for the next book in the SHATTER ME series


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I feel so stupid for realising just now what Aaron Warner’s back tattoo meant…


  • Warner in Chapter 59 of Ignite Me:

Igrievenothing.Itakeeverything.”


IGNITE

Kenji: Don’t correct me.


Warner: Don’t be wrong.

It’s a picture of a little boy standing next to a little girl. She’s sitting in a stairwell. He looks at her as she eats a piece of cake.

I flip it over.

Aaron and Ella

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I turn around again, and this time, he doesn’t stop me. His eyes flare with emotion, and I watch the gentle movement in his throat as he swallows. A muscle jumps in his jaw.

“Marry me,” he whispers.

His hand slips behind my neck; he leans in until our lips are only inches apart. […]

“You’re a coward,” he whispers. “You want to be with me and it terrifies you. And you’re ashamed,” he says. “Ashamed you could ever want someone like me. Aren’t you?” He drops his gaze and his nose grazes mine and I can almost count the millimeters between our lips. […]

“You want me,” he says softly, his hands moving up my back, “and it’s killingyou.”

~aaron warner, ignite me

The sounds of the world seem warped, faraway, like my head has been submerged underwater. The fire in my brain has been snuffed out, replaced by a sudden, absolute calm. A sense of certainty. I know what I need to do now. And I know that there’s nothing—nothing I won’t do to get to her.

I feel it, feel my thin morals dissolving. I feel my flimsy, moth-eaten skin of humanity begin to come apart, and with it, the veil keeping me from complete darkness. There are no lines I won’t cross. No illusions of mercy.

I wanted to be better for her. For her happiness. For her future.

But if she’s gone, what good is goodness?

~aaron warner, defy me

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