There Will Be Hatred. There Will Be War. The Country Will Fight Itself To Pieces. It Will Starve Its

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@sanktalina’s edit exchange; for @jostensminyards ↳ THE HUNGER GAMES by SUZANNE COLLINS

She was Inej Ghafa, and she would not quiver like a rabbit in a snare. ― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows & Crooked Kingdom

— i learned a long time ago: never bet against annabeth.

annabeth chase; percy jackson and the olympians

I have become something wonderful, she thought. I have become something terrible. Was she now a goddess or a monster? Perhaps neither. Perhaps both.

BOOKS READ IN 2022: The Poppy War, R.F. Kuang

OUR VIOLENT ENDS by @chloegong

I made a vow to you, Roma.’ She took a step forward. No one stopped her. ‘Where you go, I go. I will not bear a day parted. I will take a dagger to my own heart if I must.

@fictiondaily​ mission ii: nostalgic reads (percy jackson series by rick riordan)

athena called, “annabeth chase, my own daughter.” annabeth squeezed my arm, then walked forward and knelt at her mother’s feet. athena smiled. “ you, my daughter, have exceeded all expectations. You have used your wits, your strength, and your courage to defend this city, and our seat of power. it has come to our attention that olympus is...well, trashed. the titan lord did much damage that will have to be repaired. we could rebuild it by magic, of course, and make it just as it was. but the gods feel that the city could be improved. we will take this as an opportunity. and you, my daughter, will design these improvements.” annabeth looked up, stunned. “my…my lady?” athena smiled wryly. “you are an architect, are you not? you have studied the techniques of daedalus himself. who better to redesign olympus and make it a monument that will last for another eon?” “you mean...i can design whatever i want?” “as your heart desires,” the goddess said. “ make us a city for the ages.” “as long as you have plenty of statues of me,” apollo added. “and me,” aphrodite agreed. “hey, and me!” ares said. “big statues with huge wicked swords and—” “all right!” athena interrupted. “she gets the point. rise, my daughter, official architect of olympus.

- rick riordan (the last olympian)

It’s always been fascinating to me how things can be simultaneously true and false, how people can be good and bad all in one, how someone can love you in a way that is beautifully selfless while serving themselves ruthlessly.

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, Taylor Jenkins Reid

books read in 2022 (02/?)

The Inheritance Games | Jennifer Lyn Barnes

She came from nothing. They have everything. Let the games begin.

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