Some people steal to stay alive, and some steal to feel alive. Simple as that.

I tend to have a long con when it comes to romance, in part because I like the build-up as much as the payoff, and in part because I think there are a wealth of relationships out there (friend, sibling, rival, etc.), and straight-up romance interests me less than tension.

He wanted to care, he wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out.

I tend to lean toward female leads who have their guard up, their spikes out.

I'd rather die on an adventure than live standing still.

You know so little of war. Battles may be fought from the outside in, but wars are won from the inside out.

Purity without balance is its own corruption.