#obsidian

He paused, his smug grin turning wicked as his eyes met mine. “We could always have sex. I hear that uses up a lot of energy. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#obsidian #energy

„Did you just…clean a dish?” Dee backed away slowly, blinking. She glanced at Daemon. “The world is going to end. And I’m still a vir—” “No!” both the brothers yelled in unison. Daemon looked like he was actually going to vomit. “Jesus, don’t ever finish that statement. Actually, don’t ever change that. Thank you. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#obsidian #shadows #change

You probably even dream about me.” His gaze lowered to my mouth. I felt my lips part. “I bet you even write my name in your notebooks, over and over again, with a little heart drawn around it. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#obsidian #dreams

But no matter where I went, what I was running from would still be with me—Kat. She wasn’t just back in the house, in that bed. She was with me now, inside me. And there was no outrunning that. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#daemon-s-pov #katy #obsidian #running

The arrogant half smile I disliked so much tipped up one corner of his swollen lips. “You’re barely glowing now. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#obsidian #arrogance

„It’s okay. It’s over.” He slipped back into his human form, pulling her against his chest, resting his cheek against hers. Their pounding hearts beat in unison. „I’ll never let anything happen to you. I promise. You’re safe with me.” Bethany’s fingers dug into his shirt as she shivered. „I know. I love you. ↗

— Jennifer L. Armentrout

#lux-series #obsidian #shadows #love

It was strange that in some sort of Jeffrey Dahmer meets Ghandi way I was able to love myself for hating myself. It seemed like a warped sense of love. But it was love without conditions. ↗

— The Hippie

#cutting #ghandi #love #snowflake-obsidian #unconditional