Curse him for being all tight muscle, with ivory skin and a mouth as soft as rose petals. Curse him for having hair as fair as the sun, and eyes as black as night. Curse him for having the grace of a cat and deft, cool hands. And now I am having the same argument on paper that I have in my own head on too many nights. I know my choice is sensible, but it isn't my common sense I think with, those times Rosto's stolen a kiss from me.
Tamora PierceNot one word," Kel warned. "Tobe and I have reached an understanding." Neal's lips twitched. "Why do I feel you did most of the understanding.
Tamora PierceIf you look hard and long, you can find us. If you listen hard and long, you can hear any of us, call any of us that you wish.
Tamora PierceWe live in a dark time. Books are as dark as what is available to teenagers through the media every day.
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