He grinned, a very dark and evil grin… the kind of grin that the Grinch had before he stole Christmas.

Society gets by from the help of its citizens.

C, it was like my breath was stolen. My heart seemed to merge with yours. When you came into my life, all I wanted was you. All I thought about was you. Your smile, your...

Milcas raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Roegan in Fargranther; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all...

The stars twinkled above him brilliantly, representing all of the beautiful laws of the universe.

Just to be clear, if I, like, leaned over and whispered your name in your ear, still nothing?

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.

Everything around her was in a fog; the intense light that always shone in his aqua blue eyes was the only thing in focus, but it was suddenly unknown… different… almost embarrassing.

Every Mind Breaker I met was a true person inside and out. My name is Hayden Laevary, and these are their stories… as well as mine.

I had always heard rumors of her, Nanook thought, she who can control the wind, the water, the earth, and fire … she who can talk to time. But those were old myths of a...

I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.

He had something in him, how he walked, how he carried himself with that carelessness, he wasn’t my type entirely, if I ever had a type of guy before him.

. ‘Because off-duty cops walk around the city wearing sweatshirts advertising they’re cops all the time, never mind it’s a hundred degrees outside. And never mind you look like the youngest cop ever recruited in...

I have this idea stuck in my head that you have to be born beautiful in order to dream beautiful things. God didn’t write beautiful on my heart. I’m stuck with all my bad dreams....

Light or Death!

it’s through the simple things in life, through its games, when our minds mature the most and we grow knowledgeable. It’s also when the cloth masks of our outer, false personalities are torn asunder, and...

…the primary trait of young adult literature is that the author’s emphasis is on plot and character and not on his own brilliance. And because few people talk about whether a young adult work is...

Sometimes, reality is the illusion, and the truth only visible where our eyes can’t see.”- Lady Lalaigne