Please,Tana,please.' -lots of characters in The Coldest Girl in Coldtown
Her hands crept around his neck, tangling in his hair to keep him closer, even though she knew that beautiful boys with expiration dates couldn't be held, only borrowed for a time.
(adv.) Yea.
Being shaken to death by a Hawaiian tourist look-alike was not how Arena imagined her death.
His wax-white skin was cool to the touch when she brushed his neck to find the knot of cloth. She'd never been this close to a vampire,never realized what it would be like to be so near to someone who...
I am girl of definitions, of logic, of black and white.Remember this.
I'm enjoying two beautiful visions tonight. Watching you stand there against a marvelous background has to be the most intriguing sunset I have ever experienced.
If we held grudges for all the idiotic things we said and did as freshman and sophomores, the hallways would be silent.
I'm still not totally sure I know what's true about me.
Here's to real heroes, not the ones who carry us off into the sunset but the ones who help us choose our princes." - commentary on Castles on the Sand
Nothing makes you think you might need years of therapy like saying the word breasts in front of your mother.
He whom the gods love dies young.
I don't know what I believe. I guess that makes me a Christmas Tree Agnostic.
His shrill cries flood the forest like light engulfing a silhouette.
Behind Tana there was the sounds of splintering wood, as though something very large had hot the door. No, she said softly, Oh no. No. Leave me, said Gavriel. .....Shut up or I might, she told him.
It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!
I was either still dreaming or I had entered an alternate reality where I was a flippin' insane person. I doubted I had entered an alternate reality and a quick slap to my own face proved I wasn't sti...
Seriously, this old woman had no idea how close she came to being squashed like a roach. -Sage Hannigan, Contingency
Everything is inspiration. If you look at the world as the incredible place it is, then each moment is a feast.
And to think of all the colors in the world, blood chose to be red.
It was as if the news itself wanted to reassure me. Even Jack the Ripper himself had reappeared as part of the greeting committee.
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