I’ve had enough. I came so close to killing Anderson once, and I’ll make sure I have that chance again. But this time, I’ll follow through.
Not just you, love. There was this month where a lot of people kept talking to me about Hunter Parrish vs Niclas Gillis and it was the most confusing thing ever.
Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me
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Yep! I don’t know if you wanted to keep your anonymity though
I approve. UwU
I made a new topic recently on The Aaron Warner group—a Goodreads group dedicated to Tahereh, Shatter Me, and Warner fans—about what people think of Tahereh’s new book. It’d be really awesome if you could share your opinions as well!
Once upon a time, a girl was born. It was rather uneventful.
Her parents were happy enough: the mother glad to be done carrying it; the father glad to be done with the mystery of it all. But then one day they realized that their baby, the one they’d named Alice, had no pigment at all. Her hair and skin were white as milk, her heart and bones as soft as silk. Her eyes alone had been spared a spot of color: only just clinging to the faintest shade of honey. It was the kind of child her world could not appreciate.
Ferenwood had been built on color. Bursts of it, swaths of it, depths and breadths of it. Its people were known to be the brightest — modeled after the planets, they’d said — and young Alice was deemed simply too dim, even though she knew she was not.
Once upon a time, a girl was forgot.
Twelve-year-old Alice Alexis Queensmeadow has only three things in the world that matter: Mother, who wouldn’t miss her; triplet brothers, who never knew her; and Father, who always loved her. The day Father disappears from Ferenwood he takes nothing but a ruler with him, so some said he’d gone to measure the sea. Others said the sky. The moon. Maybe he’d learned to fly and had forgotten how to come back down. But it’s been almost six years since then, and Alice is determined to find him. She loves her father even more than she loves adventure, and she’s about to embark on one to find the other. No matter the cost.
It’s a kind of fairytale, a story where magic is a must, adventure is inevitable, and friendship is found in the most unexpected places.
hiiii guys! i’m so excited to be able to finally share this news! writing this book was like penning a love letter to all my favorite childhood stories; it’s an overdue acknowledgment that, for me, middle-grade fiction is where the real magic began: in a secret garden; a…
The problem with imagines is that instead of saying “If Juliette is pregnant” you kinda say “If Warner is pregnant” because you’re probably so deep into the fandom that you’ve lost your grip on reality
No, no, but just imagine when Warner, during Juliette’s pregnancy stage, takes his wife out to his room/office. Smiles proudly. Juliette looks concerned.
W: “I have fond memories here.”
W: “When our little girl grows up—no don’t look at me like that she’s definitely going to be a girl— I’ll point here on this bed and table and tell her that this was where she was created.”
J: “If you don’t shut up then I’ll tell our daughter or son that this is where I murdered their father too.”
W: “I love you.”
J: “Shut up.”