So it was a crossroads summer, when the universe seemed to stand perilously still like an egg wobbling on a precipice, a regular rite of passage summer that saw us traverse the hazardous divide between...

My heart battered against my ribs, my breath stalled and I gazed up into his laughing, smiling eyes…eyes that suddently glowed crimson and cruel.

Day in and day out we learn to train and grow as Guardians. We do as we’re told and follow the rules. We all work hard. Now it’s our turn to watch some demons tremble...

I know hate is a strong word and everything, but its okay: we’re teenagers.

Never underestimate what teens can understand or do. They’re smart, creative, and fresh-minded. I wish I was one.

My heart, always so strong in the past, was like the fishnet stockings that clung to my legs—torn, shredded, and full of gaping holes.

Simple and predictable seem pretty darn tantalizing when you’re a witch.Lately, I’ve wished for a lot of things to be the way they were. Gone are my lustfor the macabre and the sweetly sinful fantasies...

So I’m figuring this is death. The little air left in the cockpit is toxic with marthenine, and I can only wonder how much of it I have breathed in. Is my throat becoming raw...

But when I close my eyes, I’m more like THIS under the surface: I’m laughing and scheming and dreaming.

That’s plenty of time sir, thank you.

Cheap thrills, mostly,” said Kami.

Believe in gold and thou shalt never settle for silver.

How did pretty little Anna go from Westchester suburb brat to New York hooker? Now that’s a story.

The weekends are too short for sleep!

I spent the weekend after our date wishing I could stab him with my fluffy-duck pen and staring at the phone hoping he’d call. Dating is a very tricky business.

I’ve never had any summer lovin’. And I’ve never had any school year lovin’, either. I’ve never had a boyfriend. I’ve never hooked up with a guy. And this morning, on my Internet browser, an...

It’s funny how one life-changing event could make you forget what happiness felt like.

Repression. Her therapist, Dr. Solomon, loved the word. He’d say it slowly, letting it roll off his tongue. Sometimes he’d add a chin stroke for good measure. He always looked pleased when he did this,...

You know, there’s no more dangerous creature on Earth than the teenage girl.

Oh diary, I love her, I love her, I love her so much. Jordana is the most amazing person I have ever met. I could eat her. I could drink her blood. She’s the only...

Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!

Whoever is messing with my daughter, messing with my home, will be sorry they chose to play this game. I’ll be screaming checkmate before they even realise I moved my pawns…

I’m sorry,” I heard him say again. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a sudden blur of movement as he slid out of his seat, left some bills for the breakfast...

Two things u just can’t control life and virginity ❤ ❤

I love you, Clary,” he said without looking at her. He was staring out into the church, at the row of lighted candles, their fold reflected in his eyes. “More than I ever–” He broke...

I push through physical pain. Life hurts. I enjoy the positives.

I was caged within a four dimensional cube that eclipsed the world around me in an icy mist. I screamed; begging someone, anyone to hear my pleas, but my voice had been extinguished and left...

Without hesitation but with a sense of entitlement, he lifted my hand to his lips. He was gentlemen-like in every way… I don’t know why I wondered if it was an act or for real.

Who knew that listening to a guy sleep could be so much deeper than sleeping with a guy.

All the talking in the world couldn’t even prove you and the other person both saw the same color red.

Mom always taught me not to use the word hate. As if it were profanity.

I didn’t want to go to hell, but even the idea of reclaining my halo scared me because it would mean leaving Aly.

It’s one thing to be a wisecracking precocious teen hanging out with twenty-seven year olds.It’s another thing to get in the way of a grown man trying to get laid.

Don’t forget – no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.

Be classy. Anything but trashy.

How do you know me, girl?” He asked, his voice caked with venom. There was movement from the curtains and the throng of vamps seemed to cry out as one, in a sound of pure...

Teenagers think they are invincible” with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don’t know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that...

He felt a little lost, after that experience. Lost as the girls on their knees. It was a never-ending story of young girls losing themselves, such that they were no longer humans with any souls...

Could you actually listen to me this time?” He asked with a faint smile on his face.

I work in a restaurant in an airport in Taiwan. I am eighteen years old and I don’t like my job because everyone gets on planes and leaves. And I want to leave too.

Even when or if I become one of you, I vow to appreciate life; to appreciate my strength because unlike you, it seems, I’ve worked to earn mine

I’m not the damsel in distress. I’m the villain. It’s only a matter of time before he realizes this.

…he had a way of taking your hand which made it clear he’d have to be the one to let go.”From Alice Hoffman’s “Local Girls”, pg.102.

Do many guys ask you out twice?””Only the ones with balls.

Eugene’s got a fake ID, and he actually gets away with using it because he looks like he’s thirty-six, thanks to his devotion to tasseled shoes and his ridiculous carpet of chest hair.

He wasn’t kissing me like I was going to break; he was kissing me like he thought he would break without this kiss.

Isabel wondered if there would ever be a time when she could stop being careful. If there would ever be a time when she could use other kinds of power. She missed it. It felt...

PATCHES’ OF AUTHORITYPreteens Adhere, Teens Challenge, Hideout, Elderly ShunKamil Ali

The lights flickered, the pain went away, and her mother was holding her, singing ‘Sleep sweet sleep’. (The Children of Ankh series) Kim Cormack

Adolescence isn’t about relationships, its about dating. Its suppose to be relaxed, and fun. Isn’t that what being a teenager is all about?