Because I realized during the past few days that I can’t leave doubt in anyone’s mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.

You're always looking for some new way to tell the same story, but it's how they get to the happy end that is the challenge and the fun for a writer.

In the fairy tale you mentioned last night, I would probably be the villain. But it's possible the villain would treat you far better than the prince would have.

I wondered how many times in my life I had done something just because I wanted to without weighing the consequences.

You know what it is you smell on him, Haven? Testosterone. It's leaking out of his pores.

I didn't mean to send love letters, but that is what they became. On their way to you, my words turned into heartbeats on the page.

I'm a big believer in putting things off, In fact, I even put off procrastinating. -Ella Varner