The one reality was this: He was home. How badly he wanted to stay.

Mutual, respectful, enduring love is completely attainable as long as you swear you won't settle for less.

My wolf was a cute guy and he was holding my hand. I could die happy.

Oh, filmmakers, please don't take my soft book and turn it into a horror, or take my horror and make it soft.

Gift of time in me enclosed the future suddenly exposed

Eventually, the Gray Man thought, if he resisted using it for long enough, he himself might forget his own name, and became someone else entirely.

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