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. He could see the headlines now. Aliens Among Us. Run!
Jesus H. Mary mother of Christ in crutches,
I’m not just screwed up, Ms Hughes. I’m as broken as they come, but I don’t need to be fixed. I don’t to be fixed. He caged her in. I like all my fucked-up shards and pieces. They make me who I am. T...
I’d like to keep my pretty face intact. The bouncer chortled. And you do have a pretty face.
It’s just words and words mean nothing. Only action does.
Is there literally anything you can’t make sound sexual?No. It’s like a superpower of mine.
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, Astaroth, Crown Prince of Hell, am in love with you, Layla Shaw. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. A hudred decades from now, I will still be in love with you, and it will be as fierce today as it will b...
I'm beginning to think we're attending the most cray-cray high school in North America.
I was not happy. I was knee deep in freak out mode.
I was his power-up—the ace up his sleeve. I was the beginning and he was the end. And together, we were everything.
I thought the whole thing with Blake would ruin this afternoon, but I had underestimated the magnetism of Daemon and his kisses.
I love you, I said, our lips brushing. I love you so very much.
I like your hair down. He twisted his fingers through the curls.My eyes drifted shut as I relaxed next to him. It's a mess. I need to get a haircut.Hayden's fingers stilled. No. You shouldn't cut your...
I let you go, he went on, dipping his head to my neck, and a shiver swept through me. You were right yesterday. I hurt you. Not like him. Worse. I let you walk out of this house so you could be happy...
I kind of wanted to rub all over him a like a cat or something.
I don’t know. I mean we haven’t talked about it. He literally left afterwards, and all he’s done since then is poke me with his pen. Probably because he wants to poke you with something else, she said...
I couldn't be dead. I hadn't even brushed my teeth, for crying out loud