Here was no storm, no fury. There was some new quiet in her, but it didn’t shrink or wilt her. Rather, it seemed to enlarge her. She was no mere weapon as she was trained to be, but a woman in full command of her power, unbowed and unbroken, and that was dangerous t h i n g.
He released another raw scream, and two black shards burst from his back. They unfurled like wings. His head shot up. He looked at me, face beaded in sweat, gaze panicked and desperate. “Alina-” Then his eyes, his clever, hazel eyes, went black.
"Nikolai?" I whispered.
His lips curled back, revealing teeth of black onyx. They had formed fangs. He snarled. I stumbled backward. His jaws snapped closed a bare inch from me.
"Hungry?" the Darkling asked. "I wonder which one of your friends you’ll eat first."
@dylanobrien: “@allysonisdead: @dylanobrien what was it like working with @SangsterThomas? #MazeRunnerChat” he’s one of my favorite humans
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Lily Collins attends the ‘Love, Rosie’ Red Carpet during the 9th Rome Film Festival on October 19, 2014 in Rome, Italy.
I am being perfectly fucking civil.
"In all the years I’ve known him, there’s always been exactly one place Simon wanted to be, and he’s always fought like hell to make sure he got there and stayed there.” “Where’s that?” “Wherever you were, Clary.”
The Maze Runner by James Dashner.
divergentdʌɪˈvəːdʒ(ə)nt,dɪ-/adjective1. tending to be different or develop in different directions.