Watch for the devil. When there’s a god, there’s always a legion of devils.

His home was populated by things and creatures from Niall Lynch's dreams, and his mother was just another one of them

As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air.

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.

Some people see what they want to see.

His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.

The fact was, by the time she got to high school, being weird and proud of it was an asset. Suddenly cool, Blue could've happily had any number of friends. And she had tried. But the problem with being weird was that everyone else was 'normal'".