Wednesday Night Dessert #1

You Favourite Type of YA Hero?

Lately I've ran across this question a lot. So what is my perfect hero like?
First, I'd start with good boys VS bad boys. For some reason I'm all the way for bad boys. Good guys are just... good? I'm a type of person who needs constant changes in my everyday life and action. Nothing major, but I can't sit still as well. I also can't stand guys staring lovingly at the girl for a whole day, only sighing from time to time. A guy, who tells you what he wants is so much easier. (Of course they need their own spunky heroine, who puts them back at their place, hah!) The banter is half-the fun for me. 
For example, let's think of Daemon, from the Lux series. Hmmm... How would you feel when he pulled you from your braid, all the way smiling sexily? Yeah. Me too.

And then there are these good guys, who send you flowers and blush when you look them in the eye. I just managed to make myself shiver. There's always one adorable girl sitting under a tree during the lunch break, whose as tender and full of blushes. But it's not me. A strong modern girl needs someone strong enough to lean on. My personal quirk is the silent brooding types. Think of Professor Snape from the Harry Potter series, remove 20 something years and set him into your world. Full of hidden passion, powerful and strong. And when finally he meets the girl strong enough to crack his shell, there's explosion loud enough to turn every head in the hallway. 
*fanning herself* Well, yes. That's what I think anyway.

When we look at the covers of some of the most successful YA romance novels, the guys are indeed swoon-worthy. "True beauty is hidden inside," doesn't sound very convincing when you have a hottie staring  from every cover. The sad reality is, that the outer appearance matters. However, I don't mean it the strict sense. Let me remind you that I'm the one finding Professor Snape with his way too thin built and greasy hair attractive, okay? I mean the aura surrounding him. The eyes are the mirror of the soul. And a looks can burn. Another thing under the appearance, is the self-confidence. If you believe in yourself you subconsciously hold your back straighter and your jaw high, that all together builds that mysterious aura. 

City of Bones - Cassandra Clare (The Mortal Instruments #1)

*5stars*

I didn't even wan't to read this book. On Goodreads there was an awful lot of negative critizism. But, which book doesn't, right? What got me reading were the quotes actually. Quirky and funny, if the whole book were like this... 

“That's why when major badasses greet each other in movies, they don't say anything, they just nod. The nod means, 'I' am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass,' but they don't say anything because they're Wolverine and Magneto and it would mess up their vibe to explain.”

It kinda was. I mean I was maddly giggling on my bed, listening an audiobook, at 3 A.M. Seriously? I don't even remember, which book last managed to make me laugh that much.

Jace was a perfect match  between a villain and a hero. He didn't go around raping the girl he confessed to be maddly in love with, like so much dark heros tend to think equals ultimate love. He was the type of guy who burning down your house and laughing still managed to look tender and romantic. And Clary? I loved her as well. She didn't whine about wanting both of the guys. She made her choices (indeed, back and fort, but anyway) and she lived with it. And the famous second lead! Simon, I luff you as well!!! Behind a whimpy kid there's an actual character. An actual story that was interesting! And the best side character, Magnus. I think I died laughing.

“Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self."
"Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before.
"Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty."