He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way she fired his insides to life.
As she’d walked along this street, a million stars stretched across an indigo canvas, holding all the freedom she’d yearned for every night.
She glanced outside at the sky, filled with clouds and smog. All the pollution, all that hell—even the stars didn’t stand a chance.
She was the type who chased, who danced into your life like a spring storm, and left you battered and quaking in the wake.
You’ve never had someone you love snatched,” I shot back, annoyed by her ignorance. “Any sense of safety kind of bites it after that. You watch your back because no one else can.
He looked so frustrated and perfectly serious, and yet here we were talking about his missing seal pelt.
Jev was certain the words “should’ve known better” would go somewhere on her tombstone, but at the moment her focus shifted to the dozens of angry pixies honed in on her.
Being inside this cottage, with dark wooden walls and hand-carved furniture like my own home, cast a darkened stain onto my heart.
The choice lay out for me. Stay on land or plunge into the icy depths of the sea. I always chose the sea.
Took long enough,” she called out, not wanting to admit how the sight of him made her throat hitch, how the man was so gorgeous she lost her mind. “I thought you drowned in the mirror from staring int...
Better to leave with good memories than have the last ones be the embarrassing, smoking ruin of what once had been a fantastic friendship.
The sharp light of the stars and moon sliced away her misconceptions and pared down their layers until the feelings that had always existed between them lay bare.
Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.
Three things lit her match without fail—abusive assholes, idiots who didn’t use their turn signals, and unannounced shifters moving in on her territory.
This one sank deep into her marrow and made her heart soar like the shuttles piercing the stratosphere.
The jury’s still out on your level of intellect. After all, you signed up with Evil Incorporated in the first place.
The night had darkened to the murky sort where the air hung like descending clouds and the overhead branches made the liquid darkness even more impenetrable.
Flirt with the old ladies and you’ll be fine,” I muttered, shoving my stuff into the cubby. He hung his green hoodie on the hooks right beside me. “Is that how you get by?” “Doesn’t work on the old la...
May as well have ox blood running through those veins,” I added, “You’re as stubborn as one.
Mom used to tell us stories of these bogeymen when we were kids, and Lizzy would crawl into my bed so she could fall asleep. Stories of the monsters who forced us underground, and when the force field...
