“This--this was what came after. Living. She would carry the dead with her, but now she wouldn't be burdened by them. They were a weight that would lessen with every step; not because the memories would fade, but because she'd be stronger for bearing them. And perhaps this was the truth about the dead. You went on. They'd want you to.” DeathLossGriefLivingTrauma Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“Atop the barn's roof, a lone chicken sat watching as figures began to emerge from the forest.” ActionHorrorSad Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“She thought of her hand in his, of gripping his worn fingers with her small ones. She thought of an old dead woman in a rocking chair, because her daughter couldn't bear to leave. She thought of the Otherking, leaving his home because he could not stay. And she thought of a mother, holding her dead child and the broken cauldron of rebrith. Her hand tightened araound the broken spoon and she let the jagged waves of grief wash over her.” Grief Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“Perhaps she could draw memories of him from these people like water from a well.” Grief Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“Death doesn't frighten me. It never has. Losing people is what I fear. The uncertainty and the...not knowing.” LifeDeathLossAbandonment Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“She knew what it was to cling on, to grasp those small fragments of memory and try to live in them. Even if it meant not living at all.” LossMemoryNostalgia Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“Can you miss something before it's gone?" … "I think so. The anticipation of the loss hurts nearly as much as the loss itself. You find yourself trying to hold onto every detail, because you'll never have them again.” LossMissing Someone Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“That is why I take the younger ones, you see. You already give parts of your hearts away so easily--little fragments attached to celebrities, to hobbies, to ill-fated love affairs. Your kind have the best chance at survival.” FantasyYoung AdultYaDemonsSupernaturalFantasy Young AdultDaemons Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold
“We're all just moments and most of us don't matter. We study less than one percent of all humanity in our history books.” FantasyYoung AdultYaDemonDemonsSupernaturalFantasy Young Adult Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold
“I like to keep my dreams attainable. Eat cheese, sleep on a nice bed, have my work in the same museum as Rothko--the usual.” FantasyYoung AdultYaDemonsSupernaturalFantasy Young AdultDaemonsYa Supernatural Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold
“She was half a wild creature that loved a graveyard, the first taste of misty night air, and the heft of a shovel. She knew how things died. And in her darkest moments, she feared she did not know how to live.” DeathLivingDeadWildUndeadEmily Lloyd JonesGrave DiggingGrave DiggerThe Bone Houses Book:The Bone Houses Source: The Bone Houses
“She had walked willingly into a fairy tale, into a world where she could trade her heart for her freedom. She may as well have donned a red cloak and strode into a darkened forest. She had always known there would be wolves.” DangerBraveryFairy TalesWolvesLittle Red Riding HoodThe Hearts We SoldEmily Lloyd JonesDee Moreno Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold
“Glad to see word reached you. I forgot my phone and somehow throwing pebbles at random windows seemed like a losing strategy." "My roommate thinks I'm running drugs," said Dee flatly. "And that you're my dealer." James blinked. "At least she thought I looked enterprising." "She said you looked homeless." James straightened the sleeves of his orange leather jacket. "It's vintage” FunnyConversationHomelessDrugsDemonsHeartsLolVintageBruh Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold
“She’s a lunatic,” says Conrad. “Absolutely insane,” says Guntram. “Either completely fearless or utterly stupid,” says Conrad. “She’s going to fit right in,” says Guntram.” FunnyCriminalsSci FiYa Lit Book:Illusive Source: Illusive
“Her heartbeat picks up, her pulse fluttering through her neck and wrists. She loves this part, loves the moment before she pulls off a job—the heat, the cold, the rush. It’s terrifying and delicious, like teetering out over the edge of a building, her fingers tight on the safety railing. She can see how everything could go horribly wrong, but that rational part of her is tamped down, silenced by the beauty of the fall.” CriminalsYa LitTeen Lit Book:Illusive Source: Illusive
“Standing on the edge of that darkness, she felt the stirrings of reckless want. A wild sort of bravery beat within her, taking up the hollow space in her chest where a heart should have resided.” HeartDemonDemonsDealDaemonThe Hearts We Sold Book:The Hearts We Sold Source: The Hearts We Sold