A Prince on Paper

He'd been wrong about her, had seen her as some timid woodland creature who might skitter too close to him if she wasn't careful, and get caught in his snare if he wasn't even more careful than her, but in fact she was simply kind. Nothing so benign as nice or pleasant, but kind. There was nothing soft or gentle about that trait in a world that specialized in crushing it.

Violence is not in good taste, but sometimes punch is what's on the menu.

Ledi shook her head. “Girl, look. We’ve all read this fanfic. You’ve sent me this fanfic. I’m not saying this is going to last forever, but I would be remiss in my duties as your friend if I didn’t send you out equipped.

Nya was almost overcome by the harsh reverence in his touch. There was so much care in the balance between delicate and demanding.

It seemed love didn’t differentiate between worthiness and unworthiness.

who besides being her cousin’s soul mate, was also pretty goofy.

Lukas grew more animated. “Yes! I also love Senpai High and Chicken, My Love.” Nya giggled. “I haven’t played the chicken game yet. Is it actually good?” “Yes! I’m playing it now, and there’s actually a really interesting plot about a chicken rebellion. I’m romancing the alpha hen, who takes no nonsense and pecks out the eyes of her enemies.

...You can say what you want, but how many years have I known you?” “Not long enough to know that math is my worst subject, apparently.

-she'd grown up under her father's strange and confusing doctrine, which stated she had to be a good girl to get nice things, but whenever nice things were within her reach she'd been told that not good girl would want them.

If debauchery was what you wanted from me? I would do it. Thoroughly.

Love was for brave fools