You should read Maze Runner :D that's the series I'm reading right now, they're kind of short and easy to read. And really infuriating since they give you none of the information you want to know..but the movie will come out in September. So there's that.
I’m on the second book, but I got legit scared. I don’t do scary well
Hey~ If you're still looking for new books, I highly recommend the Skulduggery Pleasant series by Derek Landy~ They're a mix of fantasy, crime, horror and humor and I suppose a few other things too~ There's 8 in the series so far with the 9th (and apparently last) coming out later this year~
If you like super long fantasy series, Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan is a good way to go. 14 books, all around 800 pages. The magic system is really well laid out and logical. The only problems I have with it are that the female characters are quick to anger and both male and female characters stereotype each others genders despite seeing evidence against it.
isnt it weird how with girls their boob size is out in the open and you know what youre up against from the start but with guys you have 0 indication of the size of their penis until the pants come off
'Ello! So, since i'm one of the unfortunate people who likes tumblr but (regrettably) doesn't have one, I was wondering if you could tell Isa that I read 'Eat Me, E. L. James!' earlier today and it was frustrating because I kept picturing her and John as Sam and Gabe and it was frustrating because /they don't have dicks/. (p.s. You can tell her, if you like, that when I was reading it, my mind gave them dicks. They were nice ones, too.)
“Because here’s the thing about realizing you’re into girls. Hardly anyone I know has ever said, “Am I gay?” in the same way they say, “Hey, do you know what the weather’s supposed to be like tomorrow?” Like they just need to figure out how to dress for the occasion. No, when most people ask, “Am I gay?” they ask it with the kind of urgency they would usually reserve for things like, “Do I strap this parachute to my back and jump from this free falling airplane or do I nose dive into the ocean and hope the sharks don’t eat my remains? SINK OR SWIM? LIVE OR DIE? QUENCH THE FIRE OR BURN ALIVE?” It feels so urgent, and the reason it feels so urgent is because you’re probably not just asking, “Hey, do I want to make out with other girls?”
You’re also probably asking: What the hell are my parents going to say when I tell them I want to kiss other girls? And my friends and my co-workers and my classmates and everyone at my family reunion? And what’s that girl going to say when I tell her I want to kiss her? And how is my life ever going to be OK, and how can I go on being the same, and am I the same, and what else do I not know about what’s alive inside me? And who will still love me and who will start hating me, and is God involved, or the government maybe, and what if it’s only one girl I want to kiss, and how do I label myself and must I label myself, and what if I change my mind and, really, what if I do burn alive?”—Heather Hogan (via ladysaviours)