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...

The wind swoops over the tenements on Orchard Street, where some of those starry-eyed dreams have died and yet other dreams are being born into squalor and poverty, an uphill climb. It gives a slap...

Love Darren? Of course not. Love is for fools not smart enough to see the path in front of them. That’s the difference between you and I, Ryiah. I see the truth and accept Darren...

One honorable young man can make all the difference…

I don’t know how it happened. Through the din of the crowd, I heard this tiny scream. As small and distant as it was, it was like thunder in my head.’ He looked up at...

I’m afraid.” Olivia to Caleb”Afraid of what?” Caleb.”Of how vulnerable you make me.” Olivia.”I make you vulnerable because you love me. That’s the price you pay for love, baby girl.” Caleb.

All I do when we’re apart is think about you, and all I when we’re together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I’m so out of control, I can’t help myself....

I’m a Red girl in a sea of Silvers and I can’t afford to feel sorry for anyone, least of all the son of a snake.

What do you want to trust me with tonight?”A sigh escaped forcefully, waving the white flag that I was a melted, scorched woman at those words. “Anything,” I whispered back.

There was no gentle way around it – hearts would be broken, relationships would be crushed and I was the messenger.

We connect through our dreams. Like we could be a thousand miles apart and I’d still know you were there.

But in that moment, I didn’t want to be trusted. I wanted something far more primal. I stretched up on my tiptoes and leaned in. I closed my eyes as his scent overcame me. When...

I didn’t even have a name for her, shade or human, but I didn’t need one to know her. (Eric)

The unknown is scary the Unknown can also be exciting. Your life could change in an instant anytime. But sometimes, that change is the best thing that will ever happen to you.Maybe I don’t have...

Perfect should never be a goal. Perfect just happens if you let it.

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...

Can we get out of here?””Your chariot awaits.””In the form of a blue Ford ute?” I curved my brow.”But of course,” he said in an over-the-top French accent.”Sacre blur, bad accent alert!””Wow,” he said, “Le...

With every fall of the sun and rise of the moon, I can hear it. The Prophecy. It echoes through the halls of time. It is written on the surface of every star. Even the...

I didn’t want it to be one good memory that led to a lot of bad ones. I wanted it to stay what it was, one amazing moment, something that was strong and sweet enough...

Then his lips were on mine and I lost myself, overwhelmed by the surge of Trey’s emotions as they flooded through me. I kissed him back wanting to forget my fear of being discovered of...

Anger is easier than forgiveness.

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

No doubt you’ve experienced something similar in books, movies, novels–whatever you use as an excuse to get away, to suspend reality. Literary characters, like these projections, draw you in and cultivate feelings of friendship on...

The Ancestral Trail was split into two-halves of 26 issues each. The first half takes place in the Ancestral World and describes Richard’s struggle to restore good to the world. After the initial international run,...

We all have skeletons in our closets. Some of us are just better at hiding them behind the hangers filled with clothes.” “Yeah, right, you don’t seem like the type of guy who has a...

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.