Miss Elizabeth. I have struggled in vain and I can bear it no longer. These past months have been a torment. I came to Rosings with the single object of seeing you… I had to see you. I have fought against my better judgment, my family’s expectations, the inferiority of your birth by rank and circumstance. All these things I am willing to put aside and ask you to end my agony.
When are YA authors (and readers) gonna figure out the the difference between bad boys and borderline abusers?
J.K. Rowling said her next book is going to be for slightly younger children than the Potter books, but if you think I’m not going to punch a 9-year-old in the face to get my copy first you’re delusional.
My mom got some gorgeous peonies at the store the other day so I just had to take some photos with Ava Dellaira’s beautiful book Love Letters to the Dead.