My face responds without authorization from my brain, so the resulting smile feels like the biggest, most unguarded, goofiest smile Iโve ever unleashed in my entire life. I didnโt even know my face could do this. Itโs like there were hidden zippers in my cheeks. Jesus. This must be what feelings are. This is why people write poems! I get it now. I get it, and I want more.
Laini Taylor"Death," said Akiva. His life was leaving him fast now that he no longer held his wound. His eyes just wanted to drift closed. "I'm ready." "Well, I'm not. I hear it's dull, being dead." She said it lightly, amused, and he peered up at her. Had she just made a joke? She smiled. Smiled. He did, too. Amazed, he felt it happening, as if her smile had triggered a reflex in him. "Dull sounds nice," he said, letting his eyes flutter closed. "Maybe I can catch up on my reading."
Laini TaylorBeauty,โ Brimstone had scoffed once. โHumans are fools for it. As helpless as moths who hurl themselves at fire.
Laini TaylorIt wasnโt like in the storybooks. No witches lurked at crossroads disguised as crones, waiting to reward travelers who shared their bread. Genies didnโt burst from lamps, and talking fish didnโt bargain for their lives. In all the world, there was only one place humans could get wishes: Brimstoneโs shop. And there was only one currency he accepted. It wasnโt gold, or riddles, or kindness, or any other fairy-tale nonsense, and no, it wasnโt souls, either. It was weirder than any of that. It was teeth.
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