The Queen of Nothing

The lie inside every story we love enough to believe.

She might not have seen much evidence of magic outside of the oddities in her father’s curiosity shop, but she had faith it existed. Her father, Maximilian, had always spoken of magic as if it were real. And her mother had been from the Magnificent North, where there was no difference between fairytales and history. All stories are made of both truths and lies, she used to say. What matters is the way that we believe in them.

Once Upon a Broken Heart · Stephanie Garber

The particular fury of a wedding morning with nothing to wear.

But it’s my wedding day,” she says. “And I have nothing to wear.” “You’re right.” I kiss the top of her head. “I’m going to kill him.

Imagine Me · Tahereh Mafi

A vow whispered against a neck instead of spoken in a church.

He trailed his fingers down my arm in slow, torturous strokes. My head fell back on his shoulder, my eyes fluttering closed, as his lips continued to move against my neck. “‘Where you go, I will go. Where you stay, I will stay.

Serpent & Dove · Shelby Mahurin