I’m a terrible human being and have not updated this blog in so so long. I will try harder though.
But help a sister out and submit me your faves!
In ancient Kyralian poetry the moon is known as the Eye.
The High Lord: Book 3 of the Black Magician Trilogy, Trudi Canavan
For a few weeks each summer, the sky over Kyralia cleared to a harsh blue and the sun beat down relentlessly.
The Novice: Book 2 of the Black Magician Trilogy, Trudi Canavan
It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul,band that it wails through the narrow city streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.
The Magicians’ Guild: Book 1 of the Black Magician Trilogy, Trudi Canavan.
It was obvious it wasn’t the first time that Hope’s boyfriend and her best friend had kissed.
Nine Uses For An Ex-Boyfriend, Sarra Manning
My name is Elizabeth but no one’s ever called me that.
How I Live Now, Meg Rosoff
There will be no awakening.
The 5th Wave, Rick Yancey
I wake up.
Immediately, I have to figure out who I am.
Every Day, David Levithan
There was a boy in her room.
Fangirl, Rainbow Rowell
There were two things everyone knew about Miranda viable before she’d even started at our school. The first was that she had no parents- they were dead. And the second was that they were dead because Miranda had killed them.
Shift, Em Bailey