A different word usually came to my mind when I thought of Yeva, though it did sound a lot like “witch.

This is politics. People in power never have to play by the same rules.

Okay, so. You, Belikov, the Alchemist, Sonya Karp, Victor Dashkov, and Robert Doru are all hanging out in West Virginia together.” “No,” I said. “No?” “We’re, uh, not in West Virginia.

Just because things don't work out, it doesn't mean there aren't other people you can't love. Love is too big a thing for you to go without it in life.

For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless.

I didn't think my day could get any worse until my best friend told me she might be going crazy. Again.

None of you appreciate me. Why is it so hard to believe that I could make a real contribution in these dark rimes?