Marie Lu
Marie Lu
Marie Luis an American young adult author. She is best known for the Legend series, novels set in a dystopian and militarized future. The novels form the basis of a movie to be produced by CBS Films and directed by Jonathan Levine...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
CountryUnited States of America
rain struggle kissing
Day appears again. This time he leans in close enough for his hair to brush, light as silk, against my cheeks. He pulls me towards for a long kiss. The scene vanishes, replaced abruptly by a stormy night and Day struggling through the rain, blood dripping from his leg and leaving a trail behind him. He collapses onto his knees in front of Razor before the whole scene disappears again.
boys forever matter
I feel so out of place here. No matter how much money the Republic throws at me, I will forever be the boy from the streets.
faces force stellar
I have to force a smile off my face as I sit limply in my seat... Then, just as I'm congratulating myself for such a stellar plan...
brother would-be compassionate
I could be compassionate, if I wanted. Metias would be merciful. But I was never as good a person as my brother.
beautiful running pain
I'd once been fascinated by his legend - all the stories I'd heard before I met him. Now I can feel that same sense of fascination returning. I picture his face, so beautiful even after pain and torture and grief, his blue eyes bright and sincere. I'm ashamed to admit that I enjoyed my brief time with him in his prison cell. His voice can make me forget about all the details running through my mind, bringing with it emotions of desire, or fear instead, sometimes even anger, but always triggering something. Something that wasn't there before.
delicate seeing
I don't like seeing her this delicate.
gone familiar
Everything I am familiar with is gone.
knives efficiency throat
Where I come from, we're more about efficiency,' he replies. 'A knife like this'll skewer food, smear butter, and slit throats all at the same time.
distance feet firsts
Now, as we stand three feet apart and stare at each other, I feel the full distance that comes with spending so much time apart, a moment filled with the electricity of a first meeting and the uncertainty of strangers.
fog you-again clear
I hope,” he replies softly, “to get to know you again. If you are open to it. There is a fog around you that I would like to clear away.
heart would-be willpower
My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.
tired used knows
I'm so tired. I don't know if I can ever outrun how I used to be.
love-you doe ifs
He loves you, really he does. He'd love you even if it destroyed him. He matches you.
taken mean sacrifice
Please don't take him away from this world. Please don't let him die here in my arms, not after everything we've been through together, not after You've taken so many others. Please, I beg You, let him live. I am willing to sacrifice anything to make this happen- I'm willing to do anything You ask. Maybe you'll laugh at me for such a naive promise, but I mean it in earnest, and I don't care if it makes no sense or seems impossible. Let him live. Please. I can't bear this a second time. Tell me there is still good in this world. Tell me there is still hope for all of us.