That's what happens when you love someone... you notice and notice and notice.

Just tell me you don't love me, and I'll let the matter drop." "What?" "What I said. Just say, 'Rai, I don't love you and I never will'. It's that simple." "Raisa, this is getting us nowhere." "Say it!

Her clothes still smoked from the wizard’s assault. But to him, she always smelled of flowers.

And they always slept better with blades beneath their beds.

A fiction writer is never entirely alone. Her characters are constantly whispering in her ear.

My tagline is ‘Less sex, more romance, lower body count.’

You look like a boy who has eaten the fruit of the tree of knowledge and doesn't like the taste.