What are you?" I rasped. It smiled. "Whatever scares you.

Rachel, you take her,” my mother said, clearly uncomfortable. “She might like you.” “No. Mom, no!” I protested, but it was my mother we were talking about, and it was either take the baby or have her hit the floor.

Teens like a lot of the same things adults do: smart people doing amazing things against awful odds.

Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity—even if it had killed the cat—is king.

Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better.

If he betrays you, I will finish what I started with his fingers," he said, and I shivered. "Tell him that.

Hate is all that keeps us alive when love is gone. You’re almost there. Not quite ready to let it go yet.