I was thinking about all these things and more, but I wasn’t really thinking about them at all. They were just there, floating around in the back of my mind, thinking about themselves. What I...

I threw my hands on my hips, shocked by the irony. A Mather helping a Greensmith? Hell was freezing over somewhere beneath our feet and every kind of farm animal was sprouting wings to fly.

You used to scream so well when you were scared, back when I lived under your bed.

She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

You’ve left me alone to deal with this situation, and now we’re being dealt the consequences.”I swore I heard Tom growl. I actually pulled the phone from my ear to stare at it to make...

Time is a thief. A killer. Time is killing him.

Ramon looked closely at the little guy as he ate. “Maybe he’s Jewish. I mean, if Sammy Davis Jr. could convert to Judaism, why not a chupacabra? We should name him Harry Mendelbaum.”I held up...

As the sun shines low and red across the water, I wade into the ocean. The water is still high and brown and murky with the memory of the storm, so if there’s something below...

What’s poetry?” I’ve never heard the word before, but I like the sound of it. It sounds elegant and easy, somehow, like a beautiful woman turning in a long dress.

We live in a world where there is such a clear definition of what a girl should be that it takes almost no effort at all to completely hate ourselves.

A conscience can be a dangerous thing

When he wasn’t busy chasing unseen mice around the academy, Ion spent hours in the Borean Study, searching through dusty books for anything that had to do with the banshee or the Shroud. But finding...

A man without a footprint has no soul.

Sadie gave her head an exaggerated scratch. ‘Don’t come too close if you know what’s good for you, these nits are on steroids.

Intense sunlight rained down on a half-submerged city. Waves crashed between buildings that stood like waterlogged tombstones. Skyscrapers of smashed glass and twisted rusting metal jutted from the churning swell as islands of broken dreams....

I know what I can do to a girl with a word, a look, a touch. And I want to do them all to her.

I was investing more and more of myself into an outcome I couldn’t predict and would very likely be disappointed by. But for me there was no other option.

His smile was small and immediate, crooked, like I’d put his whole world off its axis, but he was somehow okay with that.

It’s so weird how that can be, how you could have a night that’s the worst in your life, but to everybody else it’s just an ordinary night.

I feel like this is a horror story. That’s how scared I am right now.”Don’t be scared.””That doesn’t help.

Laughter comes from living.” I shrug, try to sound indifferent. “I’ve never really been alive before.

Identity was everything, but it seemed I never had one. (Jessica)

Trust me,’ he says with a touch of impatience.‘Stop asking me to do that,’ I say, equally as impatiently.

Your voice sounds like a midnight fire. All warm and worn in and golden. I could listen to you talk forever.” “I could never do that”. She laughed at him. He brought his lips to...

Who would want to be the prey in a world full of hunters?

Nice shack

You look good, Clearwater. Been working out?’ Danie teased. ‘He does, doesn’t he?’Janelle agreed. ‘This will totally work.’James’ eyes darted back and forth between the girls, his head spinning. ‘Wait, what will work?

So why don’t you just sod off like a good little lackey?

I’m here by choice, I reminded myself. I’m here because I can’t bear to be not- here anymore. I’m here because I can’t tell right from wrong, light from dark. I’m here because I can’t...

When the mind is free, magic happens.

I sunk to my knees in the spot he had left me. I felt a part of me had just been lost. I was fraught with so many emotions, confused by them all; however, I...

Who is it who decides that one man should live and another should die? My life wasn’t worth any more than his, but he’s the one who’s buried, while I get to enjoy at least...

These trials aren’t about revenge. They’re about justice. Don’t you want justice, Rose Justice?

Her scream of utter horror and fright was a sound that no one in the chamber would ever forget.~Crispin.~

Hate did not give way to heroism.

Know yourself, not a face, in love, a deeper grace.

He held out his hand to Sophie, just like Mrs. Pentstemmon, but a little less royally. Sophie levered herself up, wondering if she was meant to kiss this hand or not. But since she felt...

Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don’t get any of it.

Your mother hollers that you’re going to miss the bus. She can see it coming down the street. You don’t stop and hug her and tell her you love her. You don’t thank her for...

I used to be Autumn Winters, daughter of an actress and an architect. I had been one of three living in this home, but now I was just Autumn Winters, and I was alone.

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

For everyone knows that a girl cannot live on chicken cordon blue alone.

I feel his intense gaze skimming my face and force myself to look him in the eye. This time, when he leans closer, I know what he wants. He traces my jaw with his fingertips,...

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet.

I’m sorry,” he says. No two words were ever truer.Still, she says nothing. Once a shield, now her taciturnity is brandished like a blade, carving away his sanity. She’s the flaw in the paragon of...

The walls loom, grey as the rain outside. LIke the sky of England itself. Everything seems colourless and humbled, despite the layers of velvets and tapestries, the peacock plumage of courtiers and ladies. Greenwich Palace...

Ace let out a deep breath, squeezing my hand and then letting go. “I know how hard this all is for you and I’m sorry that I haven’t been more receptive. I promise from now...

And so ends his rush from his greatest act of rebellion. He understands that no matter where he runs or how high he flies, he will always have to come home.

A future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still just the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song I used to know but forgot.

It had been the most difficult part of coming to terms with what she was; knowing that she had to give up a potentially blissful and wildly happy relationship with Caleb. But it was her...