He runs his hands up my back and into my hair, pulling me closer. I lose myself in the feel of his body against mine and the way his soft lips coax mine to life....

I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I...

My life is hard. No one would rob me of that. The clothes I am wearing came out of a knotted up black plastic trash bag from a resale shop downtown. And not the downtown...

You’re safe now. Remember that. Believe that.

The Dreaming is always; forever… it’s always happening, and us mob, we’re part of it, all the time, everywhere, and every-when too.

In our hip-hop lives we make rhymes we make beats we go big or go home. – Esme from Sister Mischief

The night surrounds, breathes across her skin. They’re lost in the shadows of the moon.

Susie and Pippa clinked their glasses together. I followed suit, but my heart wasn’t in it anymore. It had already left the building.

At 17, the smallest crises took on tremendous proportions; someone else’s thoughts could take root in the loam of your own mind; having someone accept you was as vital as oxygen. Adults, light years away...

I feel the same way. It doesn’t make sense, and I can’t understand it, but maybe emotions aren’t supposed to make sense,” I finally said.One the other line, Mickey blew out a deep breath.”Tomorrow, then.””Tomorrow,”...

But I know not all of us will make it out of here. There is still more pain to come our way, but there is also happiness if we allow for it.

Yes, later.” With that, I waved the team forward.

All I knew was that in a way I couldn’t explain, his hug matched his stare.

Without a torch, I stumbled along the paths. The night was dismal. A partial moon hovered bitter and white on the horizon. It was the perfect night for murder.

It was just over a year ago. Twelve months, nine days and six hours ago, actually. But thirteen months ago everything was…perfect.

Other than the voices in my head, I think I’m pretty normal.

You’ll get fired if anyone finds out about us!””So many rules in this century,” Vane muttered.

I couldn’t escape the hell I was in; the push pull between hot & cold. Neither was better, just two extremes of the same pain.

You’re a bloodthirsty lass, aren’t you?

We have to be bigger than the things we suffer.

Starting from this day, I will create a chance of happiness that doesn’t depend on perfect conditions. My options may not be infinite, but my possibilities are endless.” -Bliss Aston

I look at her suspiciously. … Nothing is ever short and easy in this class.

Whuppins were like kid taxes we paid with our behinds.

Everything seemed so unreal—so supernatural—and I had to remind myself that is was. We weren’t human. We never were. (Jessica)

. ‘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...

She’d survived the outside. She’d survived the Aether and cannibals and wolves. She knew how to love now, and how to let go. Whatever came next, she would survive it, too

El sujeto que te gusta siempre tendrá cierta ventaja. Él es el desorden actual de emociones. El que amas es sólo al que cuesta dejar atrás para empezar de nuevo.

I am ready for battle. I am ready to fight.

I live in an ecotone. Employment must coexist with goofing off. Responsibility must coexist with irresponsibility.

He looked up at the stars as the storm closed in and saw them extinguished, one-by-one, until just two remained. They glimmered and shone through gaps in the clouds like two great eyes in the...

Psychological and emotional wellness is an ongoing process for everyone.

There are much more important qualities to have than a docile disposition.

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day.

I didn’t want to see it. I didn’t think he’d ever really notice me, and in the end, he didn’t.

Me dije a mí mismo que debía alejarme de ti y dejar que estuvieses enfadada conmigo, porque tengo muchos problemas que todavía no puedo compartir contigo. He intentado por todos los medios mantenerme lejos de...

He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.

The dominoes of fate are falling down as we are speaking, and Ferriar knows what will happen when the last one crashes down.

You expect me to believe you’re a witch? A broom riding, cauldron stirring, poison apple witch? Witches are Fae, Angelina,” Dasan mocked.”No, you creeper, witches are not Fae. Maybe some are, but there are mortals...

What is your secret? What could you possibly know, more than 80 years after you death, that someone doesn’t want us to find out?

As soon as Neil is out of the shower, he texts Peter. You up? he asks.And the reply comes instantly:For anything.

You’re going to wake up one day, and you’re gonna realize he’s moved on. He’ll quit trying to win you back. And you’ll regret it. And if there’s anything The Plague taught me, it’s that...

Well,’ the Goddess said, ‘your heart didn’t heal straight the last time it broke. So we’ll break it again and reset it so it heals straight this time.

I’d skipped the crush kiddie pool and jumped right into the deep, shark-infested ocean of emotions. And, if you’ll forgive the dramatic metaphor, I was a lousy swimmer.

He knew what the thing was going to do next. It was going to climb the hood slowly, toying with them before crushing in the windshield and eating them all alive.

For the way loneliness is worse when you return to it after a reprieve—like the soul’s version of putting on a wet bathing suit, clammy and miserable.

I felt your sorrow before I even knew something was wrong. It hit me like a freight train of boulders. You made the sky rain fireballs with red lightning. Need I say more?

Or to myself. Besides, your feelings for me aren’t real. The Society did this to you. And if they did it to you, they probably scrambled my brain too. I can’t trust that any of...

I knew that feeling, the sense of panic that stretched time, turning seconds into years, and the deep pain that came from being hurt by not one person but many, a gang of bullies that...

As I pulled aside the linen curtain to the back room, I heard the front door open again. If it was Christina returning to make a second effort at my leggings, I was going to...

I keep hearing that being a geek is cool now, but I’m not sure the rest of the world has gotten the memo