It demeans you to cover rotten meat with honey. I know what I am. What would you want with a monster?Everything.
I thought I was playing the game of pissing off people who hated me already and eating the consequences.
I said ten years, but perhaps seven will be enough. That's not so long. Seven years of drinking poison, of never sleeping, of living on high alert. Seven more years, and then maybe Faerie will be a sa...
I have lied and I have betrayed and I have triumphed. If only there was someone to congratulate me.
I hate that you can do what you're supposed to do and I can't. I hate that you're going to leave me behind. I hate that everyone calls it growing up, but it seems like . It feels like each one of you...
Except that I have no marketable skills other than swinging around a sword and making up riddles, neither of which probably pay all that well.
Changing is what people do when they have no options left.
But if you didn't believe in monsters, then how were you going to be able to keep safe from them?
And elsewhere in the woods, there is another party, one taking place inside a hollow hill, full of night-blooming flowers. There, a pale boy plays a fiddle with newly mended fingers while his sister d...
You can't! Aaron said. Didn't you hear anything I just told you? You could die! Well, don't kill me, Call said. How about our goal is not to die. Both of us. Not dying. Together.
There is something of yours that i would like to return to you . . . He leaned across the distance between them and caught her mouth with his own.
There don't have to be first dates and second dates. We're not normal. We can do this anyway you want. A relationship can be whatever you want it to be. We get to make this part up. We get to tell our...
The problem with cell phones is that you can’t slam them down into a cradle when you hang up. Your only option is to throw them, and if you do, they just skitter across the floor and crack their case....
Sometimes I felt like I was waiting for my life to begin and more than anything, in that moment, I wanted to force some kind of beginning. I wanted things to be different than usual. I wanted to bend...
She went to all the parties and kissed all the boys, shoring up fun against despair, against the suffocating terror that loomed over her.
She was the epic crush of my childhood. She was the tragedy that made me look inside myself and see my corrupt heart. She was my sin and my salvation, come back from the grave to change me forever. Ag...
She sat in the dew-damp grass and ripped up clumps of it, tossing them in the air and feeling vaguely guilty about it. Some gnome ought to pop out of the tree and scold her for torturing the lawn.
She put a hit on her boyfriend, so it's not like she hasn't murdered someone. And you know that how? Sam asks. I'm trying really hard to be honest, but telling the whole thing to Sam seems beyond me....
She can’t help it. She loves the con. I tell myself I’m not like her, but I have to admit I love it too.
Sam frowns at me, suddenly serious. You know, I thought--for most of the first year we lived together--that you were going to kill me.That makes me nearly spit out beer, I laugh so hard.No, look--livi...