Sam, I really want to buy a red coffee pot, if they exist," Grace said. "I'll find you one

Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.

- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

Ronan's smile was sharp and hooked as one of the creature's claws. "'A sword is never a killer; it is a tool in the killer's hand'." "I can't believe Noah didn't stick around to help." "Sure you can. Never trust the dead.

you just can't wait to get out of your head, can you?" "if you were in here you might want that too.

There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.

Peppermint swirled into my nostrils, sharp as glass, then raspberry almost to sweet, like too-ripe fruit. Apple, crisp and pure. Nuts, buttery, warm, earthy