Oh holy alien babies everywhere!
Nick stopped at the door. The grin on his face warned trouble. By the way, loved the bows on your panties.Oh, for fuck’s sake.Reece’s jaw became so hard I thought it would snap off as he watched Nick...
My brother is moody. No shit
Maddox hissed. You think you’re cute?Nah, I think I’m sexy. The smirk spread, but it didn’t reach his cool ocher eyes. And I also think I’m hilarious.
Love fostered courage.
Le emozioni si confondenvano dentro di me, ma la risposta era semplice
Katy. Her name was Katy. Reminded me of Kitty. Kitty cat. Kitten. Look at me, putting all these words together.
KatyI always had this plan for the off chance I was around for the end of the world. I’d climb up on my roof top, turn up the radio, blast R.E.M.’s It’s The End of The World, and watch it all go down...
Jesus. It’s like I’m a muggle to your pure-blood or something.
I’m worried. I’m worried for a thousand different reasons and I hate this – I hate feeling like I can’t do anything about it. That history is on repeat and even though I can see it as clear as day, I...
I’m not going to do anything stupid. And even if what I plan is risky and insane, it’s a well-thought-out level of stupidity.
It's the same thing when I'm gardening or reading. It's just me and what I'm doing, or the world I'm reading, and nothing else.
It's like you have a special skill when it comes to finding condoms. Seriously. They must fall out of the sky whenever you're around.
It wasn’t just pretending everything was fine or grasping at normalcy, but grabbing it by the ears and making it my bitch.
It was him—Aiden St. Delphi. I’d never forget his name or face. The first time I’d caught a glimpse of him standing in front of the training arena, a ridiculous crush had sprung alive. I’d been fourte...
If I wore any color other than black, tan, or gray, I looked like an asylum escapee.
If fine were sporting a serial-killer glare, then she'd hate to see what not fine was.
I'm saying that what we did isn't going to happen again. That's what I'm saying.
I'm beginning to think we're attending the most cray-cray high school in North America.
I'll do anything for her.