Because no one needs to live for ever. I think that sometimes you can outstay your welcome.

I love you Anna Covey,’ he said, his voice barely audible. And slowly, clumsily, he leant forward, and his lips found hers, and Anna felt him kiss her awkwardly, she knew that she wasn’t a...

Surplus meant unnecessary. Not required.You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were needed by someone else. You couldn’t be a Surplus if you were loved.

Before I could turn to look up, a voice boomed from the heavens: “What the heck is going on down there?

And it’s hard to hate someone once you understand them.

You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.

Yeah, I give you two a day before you end up killing one another,” Nicholas remarks with a laugh.”Seriously, it;s like watching mild porn, watching you two eye fuck each other every two seconds.

His eyes darken and his voice drops to a firm, husky tone.”I can always tie you to the bed and make it so you can’t go anywhere.

I understand we’ll be attending your friend Miss Worthington’s Christmas ball. Perhaps I’ll find a suitable– which is to say wealthy– wife among the ladies attending.”And perhaps they will run screaming for the convent.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Felicity and Ann hunched over their ornaments as if they were fascinating relics from an archaeological dig. I note that their shoulders are trembling, and...

He said that we belonged together because he was born with a flower and I was born with a butterfly and that flowers and butterflies need each other for survival.

In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge...