Well, put it this way–I don’t want to ever imagine a moment without you next to me ever again.

It’s autumn, Sunday, great weather, and crowded everywhere you go. Relaxing indoors like this is the best thing you can do on such a nice day. It’s exhausting to get into those crowds. And the...

To be fair, you still look pretty bad.

Kevin looks at me and I know he isn’t seeing the little girl I use to be, all pigtails and gangly limbs. He isn’t seeing my mother’s daughter or even my mother anymore. As his...

Good.

What do you mean?”Granmare Baba only smiled her yellow toothy smile before she went about putting things together in a large cauldron that seemed to have magically appeared in the center of the round room.

It’s not like I want to get discovered, exactly, the way you hear actresses getting picked off at diners. It’s more about my own road to discovery like pecking my way out of a shell....

Yeah, telling your girlfriend the Angel of Death might visit her if some switch is flipped is normal pillow talk.

Mom used to tell us stories of these bogeymen when we were kids, and Lizzy would crawl into my bed so she could fall asleep. Stories of the monsters who forced us underground, and when...

Isn’t that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who’s your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night.Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the...

She touched something deep in his soul. He didn’t believe in love at first sight, but the thought of hurting her made his chest ache.

For one last time, I said my goodbyes to the place I’d known as home for the last decade, and for the first time, I welcomed the unknown.

I hate when counselors and teachers blame everything on low self-esteem in teens. Some of us actually have self-esteem, believe it or not. And when we make mistakes, it’s not because of a defect in...

After Nick rescued Kate from an attack at the football game they talk as he drives her home. “I said that because I really did see a monster.” I looked at Nick as we turned...

Dear Diary: I have a confession to make: I’ve become a total idiot over French pastries. They’re my new favorite food. My new-found edible souvenir. My new favorite sin. Dunkin Donuts is so yesterday.

Why, why, why. But you don’t ask me stuff that matters. Who I am or where I been. What I see when I look at you. What I want.

…Life is much simpler if you don’t notice anything….

Plus, I happened to be a history nerd. Why else would I be interested in a guy born in the year 519?

Everything changes except human behavior and its consequences.

No wonder I want to be Robert Mitchum: big, strong, super-cool, with those Freon eyes of his. That’s who I was pretending to be a minute ago – Robert Mitchum in Out of the Past....

And, she thought uncomfortably, what would happen if people did not recognize you? Would you know who you were yourself? If tomorrow they started to call her Vanessa or Janet or Elizabeth, would she know...

They inched through dense, heart-stopping darkness. In the distance was what looked like a bright white door cut out of a black wall. Sunni tiptoed towards it, puzzled by its brilliance.

A parent’s words maybe a little harsh and painful, but it will be their annoying redundant words of love and care that will mold us into a better person.

I hated all this: the mystery of myself.

Dirge of the dying and the stench of fear,Black souls repent as hell draws near,” – Percy Pemmeney the smuggler, from Curse of Ancient Shadows.

My first jailbreak began when a coarse-toothed mechanic’s file crashed through the window of the Deeper Harbour PoliceStation at two in the morning. The file bounced three or four times before clattering to a halt...

Paradójicamente, alguna vez me había enojado con Víctor por tratar de hacerme olvidar a Justin… y ahora me enojaba cada vez más con Justin por no dejarme olvidarlo.

And darkness will rule.

Can you see the power emotion has to distort out outlook? Makes you wonder, did you have a bad day, or did you make it a bad day?

Writing is 90% procrastination, 8% perspiration, and 6%biscuitNone of it is math.

Abuse doesn’t define you.

I promised I will always protect you. You’ve been wounded badly because I’ve failed to keep that promise.[…]But I won´t fail you in this, Rachel. no matter what has happened. No matter what you’ve done....

Absolutely,” Calvin said with a low growl. Then he lifted my chin, tilting my head back, and kissed me deeply.Who was I to argue with Fate?

And I know what people say about not listening to insults or how you should let stuff roll off you, but it’s not that easy.

If what you need, in order to feel good about yourself later on, is to show him some mercy – then show him mercy. If you need to tell him the truth, do that. But...

I don’t think that science and the paranormal have to be at war; in fact, it’s crucial that they work together. It seems naïve to believe that the world is exactly as it seems.

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...

…don’t discount intuition. It holds more wisdom than technology can ever afford

You show me a teenager who doesn’t like to be flattered and I’ll show you a teenager who’s got a steady source of sex.

I wake up feverish, sore, uncomfortable.Is it sickness or is it heartbreak?I can’t tell.The thermometer says I’m normal, but I’m clearly not.

Given the chance, would I go back? Back to the time when my parents were alive? When my biggest problem was a past-due paper? When I didn’t need to know how to take care of...

You can only chase a butterfly for so long.

There are demons within. And they’re the deadliest kind.

When you got captured, I didn’t know…” He trailed off, had to chug whiskey before he could continue. “If it’d be like…””What?””Like it was with Clotile.””Oh, Jackson, no. I was okay. I’m unharmed.””Didn’t know if...

What a lovely display of personhood. He’s like a good book cover that grabs your gaze. Read me. I’m fun but smart. You won’t be able to put me down.

I tapped around on my new Miracle Phone—a gift from Joseph—as I listened to the discussion about our next move. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but I’d recently become addicted to this one game...

The Forsaken.

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Sometimes, Gansey forgot how much he liked school and how good he was at it. But he couldn’t forget it on mornings like this one—fall fog rising out of the fields and lifting in front...

It doesn’t matter if it’s the real world or fictional,” I insisted. “Crushes are the best part of liking someone, and they are completely safe. You get all the benefits of fantasising about someone, but...