I don't always write in order, so composing multi-book stories could get complicated.

The sensation reminds him of the first snow of winter, for those first few hours when everything is blanketed in white, soft and quiet.

Comic-Con was crazy, good crazy... Five minutes after I'm done, the cast of 'Twilight' is where I was sitting.

Trapped in silence, Marco traces apologies and adorations across Celia's body with his tongue. Mutely expressing all the things he cannot speak aloud. He finds other ways to tell her, his fingers leaving faint trails of ink in their wake. He savors every sound he elicits from her. The entire room trembles as they come together. And though there are a great many fragile objects contained within it, nothing breaks.

Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much it annoys her.

It is destroying me that I cannot ask you to dance.

A woman I should like to think I know rather well and a woman I had always considered a mystery, are in fact the same person.