Nullrouted Space

“I’m excited,” Vanessa said, closing the gap between them. “I want to take you everywhere. And do everything with you. And ask you every single question that’s been on my mind for months. And I want to know when you knew what was happening between us and I want to tell you when I knew. And I want to hold your hand in a quiet corner and I want to lie in bed and hear your heartbeat through your chest. I want to bring you coffee in bed. And I want to hear you tell me anything you’ve always wanted to tell someone. Because you know that you’ve met someone who desperately wants to listen.”

page 175, Atmosphere by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Family. That was the word that came to mind as Loulie took in the domestic scene. It gripped her heart like a vise, made it difficult to breathe. She had become accustomed to–preferred–living a solitary life, but it was easier to forget what she had lost in the cities where the families were scattered and hidden. Sitting around this campfire, she could see the interconnectedness of the lives around her–and she could see herself sitting in the heart of the web, adrift.

page 253, The Stardust Thief by Chelsea Abdullah

“I wish I knew how the Queen was still alive, when the real one’s dead. I mean she told me how she ‘woke up,’ but it sounded like a fairy tale.” ​ ​

“After all this, you don’t believe in fairy tales?”

page 282, Hemlock & Silver by T. Kingfisher