This cat is looking at me with judgment.He’s not, said Jules. That’s just his face.You look at me the same way, Mark said, glancing at Julian. Judgy face.
You’ve got a lot of responsibility now, Jace said to Julian. You’ll have to make sure Emma winds up with a guy who deserves her. Julian was strangely white-faced. Maybe he was feeling the effects of t...
[Julian]Remember, Mark is in charge.Does he know that? said Livvy.Julian sought Mark in the crowd on the steps. He was standing with his hands behind his back, exchanging a mistrustful look with a car...
You're the only person I've ever loved like this, and I know you're the only person I ever will. And I'm not myself without you, Emma. Once you dissolve dye in water, you can't take it back out. It's...
You could sketch me, said Emma. She flung herself down onto her seat, leaning her head on her hand. ‘Draw me like one of your French girls.’ Julian grinned. I hate that movie, he said. You know I do....
He was drowning in want, his control shattering like glass blown out of a window by a blast concussion. He could almost imagine he heard the shards raining to the ground beneath them. The broken piece...
I am so ready to hunt down those tiny adorable creatures and give them what for, said Emma. SO READY.Emma . . .I may even tie bows on their heads.We have to interrogate them.Can I get a selfie with on...
We could— he started, then stopped, swallowed, and started again. We could become parabatai. He said it shyly, half-turning his face away from her, so that the shadows partially hid his expression. Th...
Julian: Wikipedia knows about everything. It might be run by warlocks.Emma: You think that’s what they do all day in the Spiral Labyrinth? Run Wikipedia?Julian: I admit it seems like a letdown.
You don't have to do this for me, Emma was saying, softly but earnestly, in a voice Cristina had never heard her use before. I think I do, said Julian. I think I remember making a vow to that effect.'...
She soared above the ground, and he kept her tethered to the earth. Without him she would be lost among the clouds.
These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
Why all these paintings of you? Because I'm an artist, Emma. These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.
He knew in the way that she was a part of him, the way her breathing was his breathing, and her dreams were his dreams, and her blood was his blood, and when her heart stopped he knew that his would t...
When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They're in everything you do. They're in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your sk...
He caught her by the wrist, brought her hand to his bare chest. Splayed her fingers over his heart. It beat against her palm, like a fist punching its way through his sternum. 'Break my heart,' he sai...
He hadn't wanted to leave Emma, but at the same time he'd thought it would help. Like an addict getting away from the source of his addiction.
I know you have nothing to worry about. I wasn't in love with Mark. I'll never be in love with anyone again who isn't you.
Faith isn’t never having any doubts; it’s having what you need to overcome them.
He remembered running through the streets of Alicante with Tavvy in his arms, stumbling on the cracked paving. trying to keep his little brother's face mashed against his shoulder so that he wouldn't...
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