Why? His voice is suspicious. Are you two going out now?Yeah, we set up our first date right after he asked me to marry him. Please. We're just friends.
Victor Noir. He was a journalist shot by Pierre Bonaparte, St. Clair says, as if that explains anything. He pulls The Hat up off his eyes. The statue on his grave is supposed to help...fertility.His w...
There's no reason to suffer this flight alone when we can suffer it together.
There are few things worse than having feelings for someone you shouldn't, and I don't like where my thoughts were headed.
The person she liked best didn’t like her enough to want more of her, and she didn’t want to pretend that wasn’t awful.
The first thing I notice is his hair - it's the first thing I notice about anyone. It's dark brown and messy and somehow both long and short at the same time. I think of the Beatles, since I've just s...
The Penny Dreadfuls emerge,pulsating with excitement and energy,from...the staff room. Okay. So it's not as glamorous as emerging from a backstage, but they do look GREAT.Well,two of them do.The bassi...
That was pants.
Summoning those memories was like touching a burning pot. She could do it only briefly before she had to pull away.
Sometimes a mistake isn't a what. It's a who.
Some kinds of misery make you hate the world, but some kinds make you hate yourself,
So will your father object to me? Because I'm not American? I mean, not fully American? He's not one of those mad, patriotic nuts,is he?No.He'll love you, you make me happy.He's not always so bad.St....
So what do I wish for? Something I'm not sure I want? Someone I'm not sure I need? Or someone I know I can't have?Screw it. Let the fates decide. I wish for the thing that is best for me.
Siempre he sentido que estoy matando el tiempo aquí hasta que mi vida real pueda empezar.
She rests her hand on the ruffled costume beside her. Just answer this one question. My brother never got over you. Did you ever get over him?I swallow. There are some people in life that you can’t ge...
She pulled the pot of apple balm from her pocket. [...] Eli snatched it from her palm and hurled it into the darkness, into the lake. 'Hey!' Gracie protested. 'Why would you do that?' He took a deep b...
Several yards away – closer to the cathedral’s legendary carved doorways – Anna and St. Clair are standing on top of Point Zéro. It’s been hand-brushed clear of its dusting of snow. Point Zéro is the...
See that guy over there? I nod toward a man in jean shorts and a Budweiser T-shirt. Am that obvious?St. Clair squints at him. Obviously what? Balding? Overweight? Tasteless?American.He sighs melodram...
Screw it. Let the fates decide
Remember that day I made you the elevator? he suddenly asks.I give him a faint smile. How could I forget?That was the day I had my first kiss.My smile fades.I’m better now, He sets the apple beside me...