He hadn't realized yet that Gansey could persuade even the sun to pause and give him the time.

We don't have time to be sad

Right now, it's hard to imagine that it is raining anywhere in the world.

I didn't think I belonged here in her world, a boy stuck between two lives, dragging the dangers of the wolves with me, but when she said my name, waiting for me to follow, I knew I'd do anything to stay with her.

I am standing here in the shed, and I'm waiting to see if my seeds are going to poke out ofthe dirt. I don't know if it's too early to look for signs of life or if, this time, winter has claimed my family for good.

There was something unbearably sexy about cars at night, Ronan thought. The way the fenders twisted the light and reflected the road, the way every driver became anonymous. The sight of them knocked his heartbeat askew.

Gansey studied Adam's erratic handwriting. His letters always looked like they were running from something.