What is a valid reason for someone to love someone else? Since apparently I’m doing it wrong.

Ian squeezed my hand and leaned in to whisper through all the hair. His voice was so low that I was the only one who could hear. 'I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.

You should have seen his face when I started taking my clothes off. Priceless.

So what are you going to tell her?" "A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?" He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair." "No, you not sharing what you know-now that's not fair.

I may not be a human, but I am a man.

It's easier to come up with new stories than it is to finish the ones you already have. I think every author would feel that way.

That’s Edward. He’s gorgeous, of course, but don’t waste your time. He doesn’t date. Apparently none of the girls here are good-looking enough for him.