Hold up. How do you have sex with somebody? Adina scoffed. Is she all, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see your penis there’?
His hand was a claw, sharp enough to open her. She would be like all the others—Ruta Badowski, in her broken dancing shoes. Tommy Duffy, still with the dirt of his last baseball game under his nails....
He smiles sadly. Now I know my destiny.What is it?This.He draws me in to him in a kiss. His lips are warm. He pulls me tighter in his embrace. The roots sigh and release their hold on my waist and the...
He put a hand to the cool, painted stones bearing witness to so many names, so many histories. In the mural, there were painted lines for the Underground, like scars stretched across the skin of the i...
He loved her. Was in love with her. Had always loved her. And it seemed that she loved him, too. It was funny how the world could change on a dime like that. One minute, you were some poor chump pinin...
Forgiveness. The frail beauty of the world takes root in me as I make my way back through the woods, past the caves and the ravine, where the earth has accepted the flesh of the deer, leaving nothing...
Forget your pain. It was what I said when I took Father's hand in the drawing room yesterday, what I repeated again tonight. But I didn't mean this. I must be careful. Yet what bothers me isn't the po...
For a second, I stop fighting and think about what he's asking me. Did I live? I made a best friend. Lost another. Cried. Laughed. Lost my virginity. Gained a piece of magic, gave it away. Possibly ch...
Felicity and I watch the dancers moving as one. They spin about like the earth on it's axis, enduring the dark, waiting for the sun.
Fashionable debutantes in pastel chiffon party dresses wilt into leather club chairs like frosted petits fours melting under the July sun.
Evie narrowed her eyes. A time limit. Four weeks of the swooniest, swellest romance New York City has ever seen. And then, kaput. Over and out. Off the air.Golly, when you say it like that, it sounds...
En opinión de Evie había pocas cosas peores que ser normal. Lo normal era para los paletos. Ella quería ser especial. Una estrella brillante.
El viento lo observa todo con indiferencia. Al fin y al cabo, no es más que el viento.
Discord need not be an impediment. Differences can bring strength.
Did you hear? You are free.Yessss. Choice. It is a fine thing. And I choose to take you back, Most High.
Did she just say they’d drag the river for your body? T. S. Woodhouse asked, his pencil poised above his open notebook.Sam sighed like a man deeply in love. She did, the little bearcat. It’s the only...
Dear, dear Cecily, or as I affectionately refer to her in the privacy of my mind, She Who Inflicts Misery Simply by Breathing.
Dammit!What? Gonzo sounds panicked.We're out of gas.You're Shithenging me.I Shithenge you not.
Cuando el mundo avanza demasiado rápido para algunas personas, éstas intentan hacernos retroceder a todos con su miedo.
Creostus’s booming laugh leaves gooseflesh upon my arms. He paces close to me. Jealous, Priestess? Do you wish to compete for my affections? I should like to see that. I’m sure you would. But you will...