Todo el mundo está dormido. Llevan años dormidos. Tu parecias… despierta – susurra. Cierra los ojos, los vuelve a abrir-. Estoy harto de dormir.

Alex.

She took hold of him through his pants. “I want this inside me five minutes ago.

This is the strange way of the world, that people who simply want to love are instead forced to become warriors.

I’m sorry,Lena

Hay cuatro cosas viejas que son buenas: viejos amigos, para conversar; leña vieja, para calentarse; viejos vinos, para beber; y viejos libros para leer.

Alex loved books. He was the one who first introduced me to poetry. That’s another reason I can’t read anymore.

El amor es una cosa complicada de verdad, hay poca simplicidad en él, en lo profundo. Se compone de capas de emociones, pensamientos y recuerdos, fusionándose en un punto abrumador. El conocimiento de que una...

Laws of physicslaws of loveof time and spaceand the (in)between place(in)between you and meand where we arelost and lookinglooking and lost

I know the rules. I’ve been living here longer than you have.”He cracks a smile then. He nudges me back. “Hardly.””Born and raised. You’re a transplant.” I nudge him again, a little harder, and he...

She Will Be Loved.” As pop songs went, it was pretty damn good, a bit of a favorite of mine.

Are you sure that being like everybody else will make you happy?””I don’t know any other way.””Let me show you.”And then we’re kissing. Or at least, I think we’re kissing—I’ve only seen it done a...

It’s probably still there. Thenote, I mean. Probably just a bit of paper pulp by now.

He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.

His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than we could ever invent if we had ten thousand billion years.

I’d rather die on my own terms than live on theirs. I’d rather die loving Alex than live without him.

Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anything about it: like eating ice cream so fast on a hot day you get a...

This is what I want. This is the only thing I’ve ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing.

The idea—the fact of it, the fact that he even noticed and thought about me for more than one second—is huge and overwhelming, makes my legs go tingly and my hands feel numb.

It’s the rule of the wilds. You must be bigger, and stronger, and tougher. A coldness radiates through me, a solid wall that is growing, piece by piece, in my chest. He doesn’t love me.He...

I like you.You don’t know me.I want to, though.

I keep having the urge to cross my hands over my chest, to cover up my breasts, to hide. I’m suddenly aware of how pale I look in the sunshine, and how many moles I...

And we did, and it wasn’t bad. We ate the whole stupid can, we were so hungry. And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and toldme there was a star...

She had a destiny, and it was wonderful, every girl’s dream. Like Sleeping Beauty, awoken from a deep sleep by a charming vampire, Lena would have her very own fairy tale.

Nos dijeron que el amor era una enfermedad. Nos dijeron que acabaría matándonos.Por primera vez me doy cuenta de que esto, también, podría ser una mentira.

it occurs to me that there is so much I never knew about him–his past, his role in the resistance, what his life was like in the Wilds, before he came to Portland, and I...

He silenced the thought, already itching to get inside her, his tongue, or his fingers, or his cock. After all these years of wanting, he would gladly accept whatever access to her body she gave...